Li Rye - Jb & Rod Lyrics

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Jb & Rod Lyrics Li Rye

[Chorus]

At night I pray they shoot me in my face, don’t stab me in my back

I got too much shit going on, I’m getting too old for that

He say my name, won’t lift a finger, I got bros for that

If I ain’t tryna fuck but I wanna nut, then I got hoes for that

Stupid nigga, better watch yo mouth and use yo brain, before

You lose it nigga

I’m the one that made that murder shit cool in the city

I love to open my mouth and talk my shit, cuz’ I got diamonds in it

I got three straps with me in traffic bitch, but I ain’t ridin’ with it

Don’t like to smoke, I might just grab the blunt, bitch I be vibin’ with it

High as fuck, I might just land on Mars

I’m out in Cali, driving a redeye, I came from stolen cars

I’m still on Percs and Xanax bars, turnt’ up bitch, I’m ballin’ hard

Late night chillin’ with my rod, or I’m with JB and Rod, them my boys

[Verse 1]

In the yo I’m with Will, Bird, and Bricks, we just hopped up out the Uber with a stolen stick

Why thе fuck you always clutchin’, you ain’t gon’ shoot it bitch

— stole from me, I let Glock takе his gun, they was tusslin’ and shit

(The fuck?)

It ain’t go off, that shit luck

He made me mad, I get him plucked

On all these Percs, I’m high as fuck

Clutchin’ bad, ain’t got it tucked

Wake up fiendin’ like a cluck

Knowing I need to get off this shit

IG model pull up late night, she gon’ eat the whole dick

Tryna’ record this new hoe, fucked around and clicked the old flick

These hoes don’t give a fuck, they know I’m up, prolly’ fucked every bitch

Aye, big bro been slidin’ for years, so he prolly’ shot every stick

I done prolly’ bought every blick, wealthy stepper, rich as it gets, nigga

Know I like to slide, I fell in love with sending hits, nigga

I ain’t the type to hide, I’m backseat ridin’, trying to blitz niggas

I catch you with that hoe, then you gon’ die on side yo’ bitch, nigga

Ain’t never had no filter, pussy boy know you a bitch, nigga

She like how I flow, says she wanna fuck the goat, Li Rye

I keep pourin’ all this lean, for all my soldiers in the sky

Late at night I’m in my feelings, yeah, sometimes I wanna cry

But I can’t never show no pain, until some more of these niggas die

Why they droppin’ disses, like they stand on business, niggas never slid

Pay for sections, go sit in the booth and rap bout’ what they brother did

Every nigga around me, know for a fact that I’m gon’, rghh

Every nigga around me, know for a fact that I’m gon’, rghh

At night I pray they shoot me in my face, don’t stab me in my back

I got too much shit going on, I’m getting too old for that

He say my name, won’t lift a finger, I got bros for that

If I ain’t tryna fuck but I wanna nut, then I got hoes for that

Stupid nigga, better watch yo mouth and use yo brain, before

You lose it nigga

I’m the one that made that murder shit cool in the city

I love to open my mouth and talk my shit, cuz’ I got diamonds in it

I got three straps with me in traffic bitch, but I ain’t ridin’ with it

Don’t like to smoke, I might just grab the blunt, bitch I be vibin’ with it

High as fuck, I might just land on Mars

I’m out in Cali, driving a redeye, I came from stolen cars

I’m still on Percs and Xanax bars, turnt’ up bitch, I’m ballin’ hard

Late night chillin’ with my rod, or I’m with JB and Rod, them my boys

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