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Jil Sanders Lyrics

[Verse]
Put them clips in her clit
It's the M.I.L.F fucking clique
Tell her clap your damn heels bitch
Dark and cane split
Goth Money Records 'til his posse gettin' rich
Hit a fertilizer blunt, smoke loud as the shits
Stay away from cops, feed slop to the pigs
Stressed off the cigs, bullet split your bitch wig
Burglar bar dose, tell 'em trappin' ain't dead
'Til the rum turn red, swear we all about the chips
Slice a loaf of bread for the homies that's legit
You ain't down with the squad, you could kick a damn brick
Throw you in the ocean, let you talk to the fish
The bluest they can bite me, tell em chew it, thats my dick
[?] coupe, that's the hoopty, paid in full, not the movie
Leap six degrees, old people call it groovy
Stacks not snacks, either stupid or they Scooby
Why your bitch wanna do me, put condoms on that Uzi
Loser please lose me, lost myself in the soup
I get money for that cruel, fly shit before you knew
When they see me in the streets, trill g's know who
It's Navy Blue fool, these niggas ain't cool
Bitch you ain't cool, trill g's know who
What type of niggas go and slander Jil Sanders
M.I.L.F motherfuckers, militant as Blank Panthers
Flick the wrong pic and your camera catch cancer
Fuck my old bitch, when she called I didn't answer
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Lip stick rings on my dick, I'm not married
Rushin' into Pakistan, the terrorist posse's back again
Extended clips, and acronyms that blow you out your socks and Timbs
Nigga get some stock in them
Stock in who? Bitch please
You could eat a dick for free, I'm tryna keep my pockets green
Navy blue windbreaker steez, hit the slope on skis
Brain matter on my sleeve when I fuckin' sneeze
Frontal lobes, been around the globe, you don't know 'bout me
The shit I seen, most niggas can't ABC
I get the C.R.E.A.M, cash rules everything
Make a stack, got blunts rollin' everywhere
I don't care if you think you rare, I'm hella [?]
These niggas ain't cool, bitch you ain't cool
Trill g's know who, it's Navy Blue fool

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