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Burna Bandz
Burna Bandz
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J Neat
J Neat
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Traequan Mahoney
Traequan Mahoney
Texte
Javell Barnes
Javell Barnes
Texte
Catch 22
Catch 22
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Catch 22
Catch 22
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Lyrics

Nigga, this ain't what you really want Nigga, this ain't what you, uh, uh (Catch22Beats by the sound) Ooh, nigga, this ain't what you really want This ain't what you really want, uh, nigga This ain't what you really want, yeah, uh, ooh Nigga, this ain't what you really want Nigga, this ain't what you really want This isn't what you really want Uh, I swear This ain't what you really want (grrah) My shooters gon' send you up We wet 'em up like a tub (uh) You could never make the cut You could never hang wit' us Mama told you we dangerous If it's smoke, then we pullin' up Wanna see us? Better pay for us This ain't what you want like Lil Durk (uh) Nigga talkin' crazy, then we put 'em on a shirt And I ain't tryna talk when I'm rollin' off the Perc' (woh, woh) I've been stackin' hundreds, and lil' bro, he onto lurk (woh, woh, woh, woh, woh) Pull-up, skrrt, she ain't 'bout bag, then that bitch, she gets curved Try diss the guys that, lil' boy got the nerve And I ain't talkin' Ri-Ri, but I got that work Burna gon' shoot, I just gotta say the word Nigga, this ain't what you really want Nigga, this ain't what you really want This isn't what you really want Uh, I swear This ain't what you really want (grrah) My shooters gon' send you up We wet 'em up like a tub (uh) You could never make the cut You could never hang wit' us Mama told you we dangerous If it's smoke, then we pullin' up Wanna see us? Better pay for us This smoke ain't what you want This Glizzy gon' flame 'em up (bah-bah) One in the head, I'm trained to buss (grrt) Got a headshot, this ain't luck (grrt) Givin' out shots like I'm drunk We turn snakes into runts If it's smoke, I fill my lungs Fuck a job, where's the plug? Shave your top, bald like monks (shave) I'm a dawg like a pug (grrt) I'm so icy, I keep a gun Switch is fast, you can't run Back foot alley oop or dunk All these rap niggas, my sons AR-15, make you crump (Catch22Beats) Ooh, nigga, this ain't what you really want Nigga, this ain't what you really want This isn't what you really want Uh, I swear This ain't what you really want (grrah) My shooters gon' send you up We wet 'em up like a tub (uh) You could never make the cut You could never hang wit' us Mama told you we dangerous If it's smoke, then we pullin' up Wanna see us? Better pay for us You could never hang wit' us (nah) You could never bang wit' us .40 turn him angel to dust (ooh) Tell the medics, "No need to rush" And then killers show me love It ain't shit to get you touched Like, nigga, fuck what it was, I'm tryna see what it is (what it is) I'm tryna see what they 'bout We pull up, we spin around She fuck or she gettin' out She said that she likes my sound (so?) Shoot this way, we swappin' out (swappin' out) He ain't ever seen a man down (brrt) Nigga, this ain't what you really want Nigga, this ain't what you really want This isn't what you really want Uh, I swear This ain't what you really want (grrah) My shooters gon' send you up We wet 'em up like a tub (uh) You could never make the cut You could never hang wit' us Mama told you we dangerous If it's smoke, then we pullin' up Wanna see us? Better pay for us
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