Just Us Lyrics – Ciggy Blacc

Just Us Lyrics by Ciggy Blacc

Ay yeah
Drench
They cannot get with the Drench
26 can’t forget the 23

He ain’t Muslim but we aim for Kufis
Hot nine in rotation like Druski
He get caught they gon’ do him like Boomski
He on court, give him six, he the goat now

I’m the sh#t, she drivin’ the boat now
Came home in the winter with a sweater on
I got multiple coats now
Look, get it together

And go get some Amiris, stop drippin’ whatever
Any problem, I was the aggressor
Take his b#tch, we applying the pressure
Dice game is a band up

Every piece of my clothes {?} up
Free all my n#gg#s they stand up
I bet they regret when they ran up
Watch ’em

I got chops that be kickin’ like Bruce Lee
Two chops, I be slidin’ like Toosii
{?} by a groupie
30 shots deep, he not a uzi

n#gg#s slidin’ for a pat on the back
I was certain we slide to attack
These Amiris can tell by the tag
Double dutches when them demons clap

He get boomed now he left in the past
Free the bros, eatin’ oatmeal
32 to his back like he O’Neil
And my wife is still mad ’bout an old kill

And we still reminisce ’bout them old drills
I be shootin’ like {?} Ima hawk ’em
And my pack is still fat like the Parkers
Bro pop a bean for the start up

Better dodge when them bullets is chargin’
Drench, drench, drench n#gg#
This not a gang n#gg#, this a family n#gg#
Slime {?} slime sh#t n#gg#

It be them same n#gg#s talkin’
That’s in jail walkin’ dogs
b#tch you in jail for takin’ a charge
He ain’t dead, we spinnin’ the yard

Ain’t no I in team hit ’em individually
And these bullets don’t stop, it’s infinity
He get struck and he goin’ out instantly
13 x 2 x 23

Who’s losin’? Check them n#gg#s bio
You gon’ do what? Yeah I know
Lot of wide receivers when I throw
Desert Eagle gon’ sing like a high note

TD 10 boy I got 10 of them
b#tches lie on my dick, I ain’t f’in’ them
Treesh give me a loan, I’m sendin’ ’em
Social media gonna remember ’em

Gang, gang
It’s the difference between me and them n#gg#s
If you slidin’ with me it’s a privilege
Rotate so you drillin’ and spinnin’

Brodie drop, and I’m aimin’ to finish
KD that’s an all-around scorer
f#ck the DA they took all the starters
My steppers go {?} they pull up and park it

So much boost, man they think that I farted
Called a truce in that beef, why you start it?
Please don’t lack, you get stretched for your garments, n#gg#
Boom boom boom

It’s a family not a gang n#gg#
Free the family
Gang, gang, gang
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Ciggy Blacc Lyrics – Just Us

Ciggy Blacc

Just Us