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Jazz Hands
XANAKIN SKYWOK • Sadfriendd
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Yuh
Ayy, shoutout AV for the beat
So I may have been getting some neck
While I was recording this
(Run loose, XANAKIN!)
Ugh (okay)
Shawty gon' do what I say so (alleigh)
Feel like Call of Duty (ayy, yuh)
When I walk in with this Draco (ayy)
All about the cheese (ayy)
I need the guap, I need the queso (boom)
I get the Yen, I get dollas (wait)
I get the money, get a payload (okay)
Hi, um (hey)
L-L-L-L-Lemme punch in
Like I'm 'bout to do some work (um)
When they see (yuh) I get the bands (ayy)
I know that bitch about to twerk (ah)
I'm an asshole, bitch, I'm busy actin' like a jerk (um)
If you talkin' to me wrong (yuh)
I'll pour this drink up on your shirt (bitch)
Ayy, yo, wait
Lemme tag in XANAKIN
Ayy, mama, come and dance with yo' papi
Maserati going fast when she top me (yo)
L-L-L-Lick my cock clean from her mud like a Pokki (ah)
If the opp mean, I'ma show 'em where the Glock be
Run her tracks out, that's a motherfucking detour (beh)
Break her back out, now I call that bitch Igor (ah)
D-D-D-Diamonds cashed out, so she blow my line, C4 (uh)
Pull her pants down, so you know that I could see more
Me and XANAKIN be on some
Saber Gang shit (gang)
I'on speak yo' language (ayy)
I heard that he a lame bitch
Oh, you had to pay rent (yeah)
But that's some pocket change, bitch (yo)
Come on, gimme brain, bitch (uh)
I'm 'bout to make it rain bitch (hold up)
Heavy metal like I'm workin' in the gym (yeah, work it)
Pockets biggest loser, and they never gettin' slim (wait, um)
Diving in this bitch, I think I'm 'bout to take a swim (um, swim)
I be shootin' shit, I swear it feel like open gym (um)
M-M-M-Most these bitches
Really riding on my dick (yuh, ride it)
But if they really wanna whip it
Better make the stick shift (wait, boom, boom)
Got this fur coat from Cruella
And these trees up from the Grinch (gang)
And my pistol's a D'Amelio
It really with the Dix (eh)
Yeah, big bands on me
I ain't really got time for no bitch (no bitch)
I just spent a couple thousand (yeah)
Pack-a-punch on my wrist (um)
And you niggas like Corona (what)
'Cause you boys make me sick (yo)
And I hit him with a drum (wait)
This ain't no toy (okay), this a stick (um)
There's a whole DLC
Extended on my clips (boom)
PS5, but the P
Is extended on this hip (yeah)
And your girl got her mind
Really wrapped round this dick (wrap it)
Man, her pussy like LimeWire
Seeds up in that bitch
She be wanting Five Guys, not
The burger, not no bread (five)
So I'm dipping like in five
When you see her in your bed
L-L-Like there's Gogurt on her mind (whoa)
But on her face, it's spread
And you kiss her all the time
Now you tasting what I left