Imma jerk im gon hit the f*ckin jerk
If he talkin crazy put him on a shirt
Ain't no fein but im gon pop him like a perk
Blue tips in a ruger finna hurt
Got his heart broke do it like he kurt
Yeah i made it out got it from the dirt
Whip low it been f*ckin up the skirt
Aye bitch thought i loved her nah sike we gettin turnt
I can't buy no bitch no titties only titties for the gun
Ex think i love her but im really having fun with all these biddys at my crib
Throwing up some c's for all my brothers ain't no crip
I just blow a bag and get a bag and than i dip
I don't throw no hands i got that 40 on my hip
I don't drink no liquor dirty sprite is what i sip
He was talking on me now he rollin in a zip
Imma jerk im gon hit the f*ckin jerk
If he talkin crazy put him on a shirt
Ain't no fein but im gon pop him like a perk
Blue tips in a ruger finna hurt
Got his heart broke do it like he kurt
Yeah i made it out got it from the dirt
Whip low it been f*ckin up the skirt
Aye bitch thought i loved her nah sike we gettin turnt
Y$n. - Hit The Jerk Lyrics
Y$n. - Hit The Jerk Lyrics
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Imma jerk im gon hit the f*ckin jerk
If he talkin crazy put him on a shirt
Ain't no fein but im gon pop him like a perk
Blue tips in a ruger finna hurt
Got his heart broke do it like he kurt
Yeah i made it out got it from the dirt
Whip low it been f*ckin up the skirt
Aye bitch thought i loved her nah sike we gettin turnt
I can't buy no bitch no titties only titties for the gun
Ex think i love her but im really having fun with all these biddys at my crib
Throwing up some c's for all my brothers ain't no crip
I just blow a bag and get a bag and than i dip
I don't throw no hands i got that 40 on my hip
I don't drink no liquor dirty sprite is what i sip
He was talking on me now he rollin in a zip
Imma jerk im gon hit the f*ckin jerk
If he talkin crazy put him on a shirt
Ain't no fein but im gon pop him like a perk
Blue tips in a ruger finna hurt
Got his heart broke do it like he kurt
Yeah i made it out got it from the dirt
Whip low it been f*ckin up the skirt
Aye bitch thought i loved her nah sike we gettin turnt
If he talkin crazy put him on a shirt
Ain't no fein but im gon pop him like a perk
Blue tips in a ruger finna hurt
Got his heart broke do it like he kurt
Yeah i made it out got it from the dirt
Whip low it been f*ckin up the skirt
Aye bitch thought i loved her nah sike we gettin turnt
I can't buy no bitch no titties only titties for the gun
Ex think i love her but im really having fun with all these biddys at my crib
Throwing up some c's for all my brothers ain't no crip
I just blow a bag and get a bag and than i dip
I don't throw no hands i got that 40 on my hip
I don't drink no liquor dirty sprite is what i sip
He was talking on me now he rollin in a zip
Imma jerk im gon hit the f*ckin jerk
If he talkin crazy put him on a shirt
Ain't no fein but im gon pop him like a perk
Blue tips in a ruger finna hurt
Got his heart broke do it like he kurt
Yeah i made it out got it from the dirt
Whip low it been f*ckin up the skirt
Aye bitch thought i loved her nah sike we gettin turnt
Writer: Doyen Tamang
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