F**K JOJO
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Hip-Hop/Rap
F**K JOJO was released on October 28, 2025 by 9bmeechie as a part of the album F**K JOJO - Single
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Music Video
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
9BMEECHIE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DEMETRAZ CRAIG
Songwriter
Lyrics
Do nothing, all he did was rob the gas station
Y'all acting like he robbed Walmart or something
Release my **** (Frr)
Release my ****
Do the whole thing
Frr
(Who is shaax, ****?)
The jakes all in the way, free my whole crowd, we blitz shit to the bity (Blitz, ****)
Baby Walk a bitch, we blew thirteen and he ran with his glizzy (He a bitch, ****)
Switch in my left hand, dump chop six times, if they want war, they get it
We steal cars all in the P, they shit be dry, let's bump this fifty
They talk shit all on the live and we push up and show these buttons
He got hit with somethin' so decent, 30S jammed while I had crushed him (Come on, man, come on)
Nalli just got rocked, but he back soon and we make them take cover
They don't last when we shoot first, this button burst, boy, you in trouble
Swing my door, switch let off five, they all had ran from this pink switch (Brr)
Swingin' Drac' all at they ride, lil' Switchy bail out throwin' fits
Beat Parnell, they shit be dry, the RT flush and it do tricks
Lil Will got shot in his face, his eyeball fell, then he got—
Shoot chop and it get loud, they shootin' back and I cannot even hear
We the ones who go take souls, jump in them cars and show no fear
We get wild on any block, lil' shorty ran, but we chased him
Bustin' shit all with the 10, lil' **** ass slow and he need help
I'm tired of **** sayin' my name in all they songs and they shit weak
We the ones who run the 'burbs, the opps low down 'cause they want peace
Usin' shirts, we ain't have masks, bump chop at them from down they street
Takin' 12 all on the chase, we can't get caught with all these heats (Brr)
You gon' die if you come down this side, this chopper just gon' spark
I got love for all my shorties who from the L, they got my heart
One wrong move, you gon' get clapped, don't hit this 9 when it get dark
Free my 3s and all my 9s all in the cell, I need a bar
Written by: DEMETRAZ CRAIG, Low Yaw Paid


