J-Bird - 74 (feat. LIL GAT FAS)

Yeah
Yeah
Check the tats
Yeah

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Come open the door
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Seven flows
Don't act like you didn't know
We the crew who whip it mo'
We the crew you living fo'
I swear our music always goes
I know it does
We row the flow
Puffer flow; we bout to blow
"I guess that's something I didn't know"
Yeah, from the front, the back, the side, she ride
The back, the front, she ride, she ride
I hope you know this ain't no free ol ride
Yeah
Poppin' out for Ms. Something
I'm not gone miss nothing

Yeah
This LIL GAT and he's taking the strap from your dad's black Cadillac
Huh, yeah
What does it do?
That bitch is lit like a Eskimo moon
Making the big level moves
I want the one, not the two
Weed is so loud that it cleared the room
I'm undefeated, and bitch so are you
I can't trust no bitch, 'cause no bitch is true
74, don't let them hoes on your tool
74, we don't record in the booth
74, I gotta fuck at MIZZOU
74 steady be moving in groups
74, we like to hang with the grooves
74, we don't be smoking on boof
Fuck was there when we were going through the struggle?
No one
Took your lady's fat, and then I turned it into muscle
I got bitches on my dick that used to get my ass in trouble
.50 for a fucking feat; you can't tell me I'm stunting'
Yell my name one more fucking time
I put my 40 on 'em

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Written by:
Garrett Browne, Jesse Smith Jr.

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