Bulletproof - JG, wifisfuneral

Ayy, turn up

Ayy, turn up

Sippin' lean wit' a tech

Yeah, yeah

Ayy, ayy

Uh, ayy, yeah, yeah

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)

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

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

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)