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Hindu Lyrics by JenVy

2019

[Verse 1: Jenvy]
2k in my hands, talking bands, not talking games
Got a Glock with a scope, Ima take aim
Hit a hoe from behind like she mine I forgot her name
Now she playing with my dick that's a ball game
Run up on me, flipping him like gymnastics
Popping these percs, man, I'm losing my balance
I ain't 21 yet but you know I'm a savage
I'm from Memphis, FedEx, you know I keep a package
Keep the heat on me just like I'm a thermos
Popping these xannys like I'm feeling too nervous
Bitch, I want beef I ain't talking no jerky
Point blank with a shank I'm cutting him like its surgery
Bitch, I'm a king, I ain't talking bout smoothie
Pop your ass quick like we watching a movie
Bitch, I'm a felon, my address is juvie
I got real ass guns man this ain't Call of Duty
[Verse 2: CD]
Hello? Who the fuck is you?
Best get out the way because you know I'm coming through
Rhymez so sick you would think I got the flu
Got you on your knees saying prayers, Hindu
I don't give a fuck, what you think, what you doing
Ima keep counting bands, bitch I'm cooling
You ain't shit motherfucker, who you fooling?
Walk anywhere and I got bitches drooling
I don't give a fuck, you better stop talking shit
Cuz if you don't I promise you gon get it quick
You ain't the first, and you damn well ain't gon be the last
Stop running or Ima turn you into the fucking past
Sex, Drugs, Trappin, Cash
You won't catch me with that girl if she ain't got no ass
We gone long enough I think its time we fucking blast
Jenvy finish these fools, I think I got them gassed
[Verse 3: Jenvy]
I turn your bitch on like a generator
Yea she stupid bad, but hell no I won’t even date her
Quit Stalin homie, you are not a dictator
I give your girl the tip, but she is not a waiter
I’m the middle man, call me the damn equator
She said she want my meat but don’t even cater
Hit you in yo face, Ima leave a damn crater
Hit her twice, say goodbye I won’t see you later
If a dude ever try to come diss me, he gon cath this smoke like a chimney
Then he gon be dead like Disney
Got him falling to the ground like Whitney
Got a bad white bitch named Lizzie
She give me percs and they making me dizzy
She giving me big brain like it's Jimmy (Neutron)
Sucking in public, that shit kind of risky
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JenVy

JenVy

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