Jay Brazzyy - WWE

(Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, gah)
(Gah, gah, gah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'ma just go for the kill (kill)
Like it is king of the hill (hill)
I am just poppin' them pills (pills)
Cuz it just give me them chills (yeah, yeah)
Paranoia movin' wok (what)
Got me think bout a lot (yeah)
That nigga took a step back (what)
Like a zit he'll get popped (boom)
Niggas only love you when you gone (yeah)
Fake love got me making these songs
Niggas snakes keep em' off the lawn
And R.I.P to King Von (gah, gah, boom)
Nowadays they don't give a fuck (what)
.40 on me I keep that shit tucked (tucked)
These perkys got me feeling stuck (stuck)
Heart cold like a hockey puck (puck, what)

Yeah, I be working night and day (day)
You still owe us better pay (pay)
On my knees for better days, yeah (yeah)
Niggas sick stay away (away)
I'm just gripping on my k (k)
Nigga you don't wanna play, yeahhh
Cuz niggas know that we bussin' (yeah)
This is lean not robitussin (no)
She got titties you know that she jumping, yeah
(What, yeah)
Main bitch steady fussing (yeah)
You know that we don't do no cuffing (nah)
He be talking but he steady bluffing, yeah
Cuz niggas think this a game (game)
Like Nagato giving pain (yeah)
She don't want you you a lame, what
I am high like a plane (yeah)
WWE like i'm Kane (yeah)
I don't change stay the same (yeah)
Cuz nigga we gon let it pop (pop)
I don't know what to cop (cop)
Fuck it buy the whole shop, what (what)
Like LeBron you's a flop (flop)
You ain't for real you's a prop (prop)
Steady bussing at the opps, yeah (opps)

I'ma just go for the kill (kill)
Like it is king of the hill (hill)
I am just poppin' them pills (pills)
Cuz it just give me them chills (yeah, yeah)
Paranoia movin' wok (what)
Got me think bout a lot (yeah)
That nigga took a step back (what)
Like a zit he'll get popped (boom)
Niggas only love you when you gone (yeah)
Fake love got me making these songs
Niggas snakes keep em' off the lawn
And R.I.P to King Von (gah, gah, boom)
Nowadays they don't give a fuck (what)
.40 on me I keep that shit tucked (tucked)
These perkys got me feeling stuck (stuck)
Heart cold like a hockey puck (puck, what)

(Heart cold like a hockey puck)
(Nigga we don't give a fuck)
(Better knuck if you buck)
(Glizzy on me keep it tucked)

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Jay Brazzyy

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