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Jrako - On The Moon Lyrics



Jrako - On The Moon Lyrics




Jrako, you know that, 32 er
If we ain't hit licks and run the streets
You ain't my nigga F*ck this rap shit, I'll crash out, I'm the same nigga
32, we the biggest, don't see competition
My young nigga, make your ass go missing, get in way my mission

I've been acting like everybody acting, now they say I'm tripping
Niggas say they pushing P, it gotta be pussy, they ain't pimpin
I keep that bitch on me just like some pants, nigga, I ain't never slipping
Niggas wanna see me dead, that ain't gon' happen, keep on wishin

Don't give a f*ck about your gang, your whole crew, nigga, is full of bitches
762s , they f*ckin' up your face, you won't look like your picture
I hate niggas, I really f*ckin' hate them, bitch, I feel like Hitler
Take both of them bitches to the brib I don't care if they sisters

Niggas broke and sad here for no reason, take you out your misery
Painting pictures in the booth, I feel like back in the day on Destiny
I drink so much wok, I ain't gon' lie, only nigga drink like Me is Pimp c
Niggas betray me, stab me in my back, but it won't never get to me

I know you ain't on shit, bitch, you lame, I won't waste my energy
Didn't know how to deal when I lost sis, I was drunk off the Hennessy
Organ donor on my ID, but they won't take my kidney
Mutual combat, nigga, I'm gon' beat it, just go ask the witness

I gave you niggas years in this shit, but now I think you finished
Right now I'm trying making a million ian tripping bout these bitches
I'm finna drop some shit, at the jeweler put Jaymoe on my pendant
My brother got a Cuban on his shit, lightin' up like it's Christmas

I know I'm the one finna be gone, tell em', give me a minute
I say
She bad and she get it on her own, lil' baby, independent
Out here in the water with the sharks, you with the baby fishes
Everybody around me like that nigga even lil shordy with it

I'm sorry for the wait, but I been grindin', got no time to waste
You know what, I'm on it, it ain't about money, bitch, get out my face
They like Jrako, where the f*ck you been? Shit, it ain't out of chase
Big Glocks puttin' on the back, nigga, I ain't gotta chase you

I'm out of traffic, trippin' and I'm swervin' like who tryna race fool
I know a old nigga, 50 plus, he still out servin', dog food
Stand on top, rope, I ain't really nothin' like them dudes
When I take drugs, go to the moon

My nigga, Grem, just wrote up some mimosas and some shrooms
If you run up on me wrong, boy, get back, you hearin' boom
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Jrako, you know that, 32 er
If we ain't hit licks and run the streets
You ain't my nigga F*ck this rap shit, I'll crash out, I'm the same nigga
32, we the biggest, don't see competition
My young nigga, make your ass go missing, get in way my mission

I've been acting like everybody acting, now they say I'm tripping
Niggas say they pushing P, it gotta be pussy, they ain't pimpin
I keep that bitch on me just like some pants, nigga, I ain't never slipping
Niggas wanna see me dead, that ain't gon' happen, keep on wishin

Don't give a f*ck about your gang, your whole crew, nigga, is full of bitches
762s , they f*ckin' up your face, you won't look like your picture
I hate niggas, I really f*ckin' hate them, bitch, I feel like Hitler
Take both of them bitches to the brib I don't care if they sisters

Niggas broke and sad here for no reason, take you out your misery
Painting pictures in the booth, I feel like back in the day on Destiny
I drink so much wok, I ain't gon' lie, only nigga drink like Me is Pimp c
Niggas betray me, stab me in my back, but it won't never get to me

I know you ain't on shit, bitch, you lame, I won't waste my energy
Didn't know how to deal when I lost sis, I was drunk off the Hennessy
Organ donor on my ID, but they won't take my kidney
Mutual combat, nigga, I'm gon' beat it, just go ask the witness

I gave you niggas years in this shit, but now I think you finished
Right now I'm trying making a million ian tripping bout these bitches
I'm finna drop some shit, at the jeweler put Jaymoe on my pendant
My brother got a Cuban on his shit, lightin' up like it's Christmas

I know I'm the one finna be gone, tell em', give me a minute
I say
She bad and she get it on her own, lil' baby, independent
Out here in the water with the sharks, you with the baby fishes
Everybody around me like that nigga even lil shordy with it

I'm sorry for the wait, but I been grindin', got no time to waste
You know what, I'm on it, it ain't about money, bitch, get out my face
They like Jrako, where the f*ck you been? Shit, it ain't out of chase
Big Glocks puttin' on the back, nigga, I ain't gotta chase you

I'm out of traffic, trippin' and I'm swervin' like who tryna race fool
I know a old nigga, 50 plus, he still out servin', dog food
Stand on top, rope, I ain't really nothin' like them dudes
When I take drugs, go to the moon

My nigga, Grem, just wrote up some mimosas and some shrooms
If you run up on me wrong, boy, get back, you hearin' boom
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Writer: Jarron Lindsey
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Performed By: Jrako
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Jarron Lindsey
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