J Neat, Pressa, Why G - Ibaka lyrics

[J Neat, Pressa, Why G - Ibaka lyrics]

(J-J-J-J-Jonah Zed)

Can't fight like Ibaka (Raptors)
Keep a big Glock, uh
My shooters white chalk yuh, uh
Police can't stop us, uh
My lawyer, he sauce yuh
For,  but I don't play soccer
Drink one lean, that Speaker Knockerz
Coolin' at the plug eatin' tacos
Police on us like Narcos
Glizzy fill him up like Spyro
Beat the case wait for the trial
Wass gang whole bunch of psychos
Get life insurance from GEICO
Still get wozzles from dike ho's, gang

G-22, I call it Andrew Wiggins
We ain't come and shoot
So we handling business
Vanish your homie like I'm a magician
Zack & Cody, the glizzy twinnin'
Dior and Gucci, my drip be drippin'
Been through your block man
My niggas ain't missin'
Baby I won't lie I do a christenin'
I hang with Tom and now I ain't missin'
She did the gang, but now you kissin'
I got Curry in this glizzy
Bro got Thompson in his Smithin
I beat a case, now I'm livin'
I'm just tryna stack a million
Keep my stick, ain't being no victim
I just re'd up and I was finished

Can't fight like Ibaka (Raptors)
Keep a big Glock, uh
My shooters white chalk yuh, uh
Police can't stop us, uh
My lawyer, he sauce yuh
For, but I don't play soccer
Drink one lean, that Speaker Knockerz
Coolin' at the plug eatin' tacos
Police on us like Narcos
Glizzy fill him up like Spyro
Beat the case wait for the trial
Wass gang whole bunch of psychos
Get life insurance from GEICO
Still get wozzles from dike ho's, gang

I'm with the plug, eating tacos in Cuba
They live in the forest, uh
The magic got for shooters
Snipers are roofin', and ready to do yuh
I caught a bird like I'm Martha Stewart, uh
Whip it like Uber, uh
Police want me, so I had to go New York
Baby girl eat me but she not
Chewer, but she a chooser, uh
Call it baby girl 'cause she
Suck me like soother
I bust out a glizzy on your block
Lil' bitch I don't gotta go to
She wozzle me and she eat WhyG junior, uh
I got a Ruger with ruler, uh
She give me brain like a tutor
Give me so much brain that I see her future
(Gang)

Can't fight like Ibaka (Raptors)
Keep a big Glock, uh
My shooters white chalk yuh, uh
Police can't stop us, uh
My lawyer, he sauce yuh
For, but I don't play soccer
Drink one lean, that Speaker Knockerz
Coolin' at the plug eatin' tacos
Police on us like Narcos
Glizzy fill him up like Spyro
Beat the case wait for the trial
Wass gang whole bunch of psychos
Get life insurance from GEICO
Still get wozzles from dike ho's, gang

Gang, yo wass Gang full of psychos
Play his block like light post
Leaving with no vitals
They tried to take my life, oh
Standing on the trial
Lying on the bible (Gang)
See we wet shit just like Usher
Shoot shit just like Russian
Money make them love, yeah
Diamonds they go flood, yeah
Case was getting dummier
Beat shit just like drummers
Say we beat shit just like drummers

Can't fight like Ibaka (Raptors)
Keep a big Glock, uh
My shooters white chalk yuh, uh
Police can't stop us, uh
My lawyer, he sauce yuh
For but I don't play soccer
Drink one lean, that Speaker Knockerz
Coolin' at the plug eatin' tacos
Police on us like Narcos
Glizzy fill him up like Spyro
Beat the case wait for the trial
Wass gang whole bunch of psychos
Get life insurance from GEICO
Still get wozzles from dike ho's, gang

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