Bulletproof by JG Lyrics
[Intro: wifisfuneral]
Ayy, turn up
Ayy, turn up
Sippin' lean wit' a tech
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Uh, ayy, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: wifisfuneral]
Ayy, I'm a gravedigger (Woo), rob my plug right in his face, nigga
Eight figures, harder than a bass trigger, play different
Diamonds like a mountain with a lake in it (Okay)
Niggas' steady penny chase pimpin', boy, I got it out the mud so out the mud that's why the face different (Okay)
Bitch, I pour the eight inside the two, that's how I'm built, I'm a loser out of guilt
Hol' up, pussy taste like pop, pop, pop, Coca Cola
He want pressure I'm like, stop stop stop, you don't know me homie
Okay, yeah, I'm riding in my Benz, I'm swerving, had to pull up on purpose and my purpose worthless
Who can merge this hurt and know one things for certain, pop a pill I get worser, pop a pill I get worser, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: JG]
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof
[Verse 2: JG]
Run it back shit this so smooth
Rappers talk shit that they don't do
I talk bout shit that I go through
I feel that shit in my soul too
That shit I kick it like Goku
Chill with your bitch on the Roku
She get 'bout wet as a whole pool
Hit then she whip me up soul food (Ooh)
I'm on they head, I'm on they head
I hit an arm, I hit a leg
I need the bread, I needa check
Coming for me, come up correct
I go collect, pay me respect
I just might put your ass in debt
I just don't fuck wit' all that talking
Weigh out the options, we gon' be popping
Man, I just wanna be free, don’' tell me what I ain’t gon be
Close your eyes like you ain't gon' see my shine man we, really on the up this time lowkey
I don't give a fuck if y’all don't see
I don't give a fuck what yall don't see, yeah, G
[Chorus: JG]
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof (Okay, okay, okay)
Ayy, turn up
Ayy, turn up
Sippin' lean wit' a tech
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Uh, ayy, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: wifisfuneral]
Ayy, I'm a gravedigger (Woo), rob my plug right in his face, nigga
Eight figures, harder than a bass trigger, play different
Diamonds like a mountain with a lake in it (Okay)
Niggas' steady penny chase pimpin', boy, I got it out the mud so out the mud that's why the face different (Okay)
Bitch, I pour the eight inside the two, that's how I'm built, I'm a loser out of guilt
Hol' up, pussy taste like pop, pop, pop, Coca Cola
He want pressure I'm like, stop stop stop, you don't know me homie
Okay, yeah, I'm riding in my Benz, I'm swerving, had to pull up on purpose and my purpose worthless
Who can merge this hurt and know one things for certain, pop a pill I get worser, pop a pill I get worser, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: JG]
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof
[Verse 2: JG]
Run it back shit this so smooth
Rappers talk shit that they don't do
I talk bout shit that I go through
I feel that shit in my soul too
That shit I kick it like Goku
Chill with your bitch on the Roku
She get 'bout wet as a whole pool
Hit then she whip me up soul food (Ooh)
I'm on they head, I'm on they head
I hit an arm, I hit a leg
I need the bread, I needa check
Coming for me, come up correct
I go collect, pay me respect
I just might put your ass in debt
I just don't fuck wit' all that talking
Weigh out the options, we gon' be popping
Man, I just wanna be free, don’' tell me what I ain’t gon be
Close your eyes like you ain't gon' see my shine man we, really on the up this time lowkey
I don't give a fuck if y’all don't see
I don't give a fuck what yall don't see, yeah, G
[Chorus: JG]
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof
Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new
In Neiman's blowing stacks cause it's fun to do, yeah
See that in my eyes the shit I been though
I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof (Okay, okay, okay)