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Never See Me Again?
Two 9 Lyrics
Uh, Jack Daniels in my hand
I don't do percs need xans
I think yo baby mama is a fan
Lame niggas scram, yo' bitch Miss Piggy
Goin' ham don't make her Bo Peep when she
Hop up in that Lamb
Niggas in the street don't give a Hoova damn
But I like a Hoosier I'm a rooster for
The fam, used to be a loser
Now I'm worth a hundred grand
Not here for the fuck shit, check isn't up
It ain't up for discussion
Been rollin' blunts since like 12:
32, it's 4: 30 now
What the fuck I'ma do with like
All of these blunts and-
Smokin' weed till I don't know
Where the sun is
Me and myself and I mean what the fuck shit
Drugs is like all that I fuck with and
All of these bad bitches love it
And know that it's Good Gas the
Label, good gas, good gas
Know that I blow it
If you got a problem, nigga
Say it, otherwise, motherfucka
Don't show it and I swear to God Karina
If it's poppin' ho
But if you wanna go for it, green light
It's a fuckin' go
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
What's up haters, tell me how have you been?
I haven't seen your face since I was a kid
Say lil fam, oh, he's ahead of the rest
I don't do nothin' that I'm gonna regret
I know somebody's been lookin' for me
I know somebody's been by my money machine
I found a band in my washin' machine
And they only playin' Washington's
I'm on the shroom
Soon the room is going zoom-zoom
This that new school, straight
Out the lagoon, doom
Man, I count the fuckin' cake
Like I'm an ex con
Lamborghini, wax off, chop, wax on
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
Five iPhones trappin' at once
I need some five iPhones trappin' at once
And I got two bad bitches
Kissin' each other and they
Don't even know what the fuck they even want
They want, have fun with a
Young rich nigga, they wanna
Have fun with a young rich nigga
Ayy, luckily I'm a young rich
Nigga and I need
Some bad bitches that don't
Come with a nigga
Out the room, only one went with us
Got a big ass room in the back of the villa
And I'm packing the killa, few girls, couple
Black and the rest of 'em vanilla
Got some cups we can fill up
And I don't wanna love her, I just wanna
Feel her, you gon' fuck and forget her
It ain't nothin I figure
'Cause when I wake up, probably won't give
A fuck, I don't fuckin' remember
Like fuck and remember
And, uh, Jack Daniels in my
Hand, now I'm on perc's, fuck xans
Tell the muhfucka I'm the man, sink
That, off bat, nigga know that, understand
They watching me like, like a nigga on demand
True story, I ain't playin'
Fuck a motherfucka, he was saying understand
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I'll hypnotize you
Swear you'll never hear from me
I just need a i just need a, need a, need a
I'll hypnotize you
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I don't do percs need xans
I think yo baby mama is a fan
Lame niggas scram, yo' bitch Miss Piggy
Goin' ham don't make her Bo Peep when she
Hop up in that Lamb
Niggas in the street don't give a Hoova damn
But I like a Hoosier I'm a rooster for
The fam, used to be a loser
Now I'm worth a hundred grand
It ain't up for discussion
Been rollin' blunts since like 12:
32, it's 4: 30 now
What the fuck I'ma do with like
All of these blunts and-
Smokin' weed till I don't know
Where the sun is
Me and myself and I mean what the fuck shit
Drugs is like all that I fuck with and
All of these bad bitches love it
And know that it's Good Gas the
Label, good gas, good gas
Know that I blow it
If you got a problem, nigga
Say it, otherwise, motherfucka
Don't show it and I swear to God Karina
If it's poppin' ho
But if you wanna go for it, green light
It's a fuckin' go
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
What's up haters, tell me how have you been?
I haven't seen your face since I was a kid
Say lil fam, oh, he's ahead of the rest
I don't do nothin' that I'm gonna regret
I know somebody's been lookin' for me
I know somebody's been by my money machine
I found a band in my washin' machine
And they only playin' Washington's
I'm on the shroom
Soon the room is going zoom-zoom
This that new school, straight
Out the lagoon, doom
Man, I count the fuckin' cake
Like I'm an ex con
Lamborghini, wax off, chop, wax on
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
Five iPhones trappin' at once
I need some five iPhones trappin' at once
And I got two bad bitches
Kissin' each other and they
Don't even know what the fuck they even want
They want, have fun with a
Young rich nigga, they wanna
Have fun with a young rich nigga
Ayy, luckily I'm a young rich
Nigga and I need
Some bad bitches that don't
Come with a nigga
Out the room, only one went with us
Got a big ass room in the back of the villa
And I'm packing the killa, few girls, couple
Black and the rest of 'em vanilla
Got some cups we can fill up
And I don't wanna love her, I just wanna
Feel her, you gon' fuck and forget her
It ain't nothin I figure
'Cause when I wake up, probably won't give
A fuck, I don't fuckin' remember
Like fuck and remember
And, uh, Jack Daniels in my
Hand, now I'm on perc's, fuck xans
Tell the muhfucka I'm the man, sink
That, off bat, nigga know that, understand
They watching me like, like a nigga on demand
True story, I ain't playin'
Fuck a motherfucka, he was saying understand
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I just need a fuckin' bitch
To put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you
Can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
I'll hypnotize you
Swear you'll never hear from me
I just need a i just need a, need a, need a
I'll hypnotize you
Swear you'll never hear from me again
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BillyJ
[Verse 1: Jace]
Jack Daniels in my hand, I don't do percs need xan
Think yo baby mama is a fan, lame niggas scram
Yo bitch miss Piggie goin' ham
Don't make her bo peep when she hop up in that Lamb
Niggas in the street don't give a hoova dam
But I like a Hoosier I'm a rooster for the fam
Used to be a loser, now I'm worth a hundred grand
Not here for the fuck shit, check isn't up
It ain't up fo' discussion
We rollin' blunts, they like 12 32
Its 4:30 now, what the fuck I'mma do with like all of these blunts and
Smokin' weed till I don't know where the sun is
Me and myself and I mean what the fuck shit
Drugs is like all that I fuck with
And all of these bad bitches love it
And know that the good got the label
Good gas good gas know that I blow it
If you got a pro'lem, nigga say it!
Othawise, muthafucka, don't show it!
And I swear to god inner light(?)
Karina if it's poppin' ho
But if you wanna go fo' it
Green light, it's a fuckin' go
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2
I just need a fuckin' bitch to put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
What's up haters, tell me how have you been?
I haven't seen your face since I was a kid
Say lil fam, oh, he's ahead of the rest
I don't do nothin' that I'm gonna regret
I know somebody's been lookin' for me
I know somebody's been by my money machine
I found a band in my washin' machine
And they only playin' Washington's
I'm on the shroom, soon the room is going zoom zoom
This that new school, straight out the lagoon, doom
Man, I count the fuckin' cake like I'm an ex con
Lamborghini, wax off, chop, wax on
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2
[Verse 3: Swae Lee & Jace]
Five iPhones trappin' at once
I need some five iPhones trippin' at once
And I got two bad bitches kissin' each other
And they don't even know what the fuck they even want
They want, have fun with a young rich nigga
They wanna, have fun with a young rich nigga
Luckily, I'm a young rich nigga
And I need some bad bitch and told her come with nigga
Know nothin bout the room, only who went wit us
Gotta big ass room in the back of the villa and I'm packing the killa
Few girls, couple black and the rest of em manilla
Got some cups we can fill up
And i don't wanna know her
I Just wanna feel her
You gon fuck and forget her, it ain't nothin i figure
Cause when i wake up, probably won't give a fuck
I dont fuckin remember, like fuckin remember
And, uhh. jack daniels in my hand
Now I'm on perks, fuck xans
Tell the muhfucka I'm the man
Sink that, off bat, nigga know that, understand
They watching me like.... like a nigga on demand
True story, I ain't playin'
Fuck a motherfucka, he was saying understand
Arex Singh
+Philip Lemieux What's up haters, tell me how have you been?
I haven't seen your face since I was a kid
Say lil fam, oh, he's ahead of the rest
I don't do nothin' that I'm gonna regret
I know somebody's been lookin' for me
I know somebody's been by my money machine
I found a band in my washin' machine
And they only playin' Washington's
I'm on the shroom, soon the room is going zoom zoom
This that new school, straight out the lagoon, doom
Man, I count the fuckin' cake like I'm an ex con
Lamborghini, wax off, chop, wax on
Cameron Elias
This beat is a banger freaking love it
Kyle De Taeye
Swae lee killing it bro keep go man !
zXxDiabolicXxz zXxDiabolicXxz
Everyone sleeping on two-9 but these dudes killin shit.
trickpixel
one of my favorites off the mixtape
Tree Glizzy
"I'm on a shroom, soon the room is going zoom zoom"👌👍
Dillon Joseph lee Costanzo
Zoom
Mod Juarez
on repeat.. fire the whole 5mins.
BillyJ
[Verse 1: Jace]
Jack Daniels in my hand, I don't do percs need xan
Think yo baby mama is a fan, lame niggas scram
Yo bitch miss Piggie goin' ham
Don't make her bo peep when she hop up in that Lamb
Niggas in the street don't give a hoova dam
But I like a Hoosier I'm a rooster for the fam
Used to be a loser, now I'm worth a hundred grand
Not here for the fuck shit, check isn't up
It ain't up fo' discussion
We rollin' blunts, they like 12 32
Its 4:30 now, what the fuck I'mma do with like all of these blunts and
Smokin' weed till I don't know where the sun is
Me and myself and I mean what the fuck shit
Drugs is like all that I fuck with
And all of these bad bitches love it
And know that the good got the label
Good gas good gas know that I blow it
If you got a pro'lem, nigga say it!
Othawise, muthafucka, don't show it!
And I swear to god inner light(?)
Karina if it's poppin' ho
But if you wanna go fo' it
Green light, it's a fuckin' go
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2
I just need a fuckin' bitch to put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
What's up haters, tell me how have you been?
I haven't seen your face since I was a kid
Say lil fam, oh, he's ahead of the rest
I don't do nothin' that I'm gonna regret
I know somebody's been lookin' for me
I know somebody's been by my money machine
I found a band in my washin' machine
And they only playin' Washington's
I'm on the shroom, soon the room is going zoom zoom
This that new school, straight out the lagoon, doom
Man, I count the fuckin' cake like I'm an ex con
Lamborghini, wax off, chop, wax on
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2
[Verse 3: Swae Lee & Jace]
Five iPhones trappin' at once
I need some five iPhones trippin' at once
And I got two bad bitches kissin' each other
And they don't even know what the fuck they even want
They want, have fun with a young rich nigga
They wanna, have fun with a young rich nigga
Luckily, I'm a young rich nigga
And I need some bad bitch and told her come with nigga
Know nothin bout the room, only who went wit us
Gotta big ass room in the back of the villa and I'm packing the killa
Few girls, couple black and the rest of em manilla
Got some cups we can fill up
And i don't wanna know her
I Just wanna feel her
You gon fuck and forget her, it ain't nothin i figure
Cause when i wake up, probably won't give a fuck
I dont fuckin remember, like fuckin remember
And, uhh. jack daniels in my hand
Now I'm on perks, fuck xans
Tell the muhfucka I'm the man
Sink that, off bat, nigga know that, understand
They watching me like.... like a nigga on demand
True story, I ain't playin'
Fuck a motherfucka, he was saying understand
David Riedel
Beat is soooo fire
Mod Juarez
Sway did Not have to kill it this hard on this beat. Rip beat🙏🏽