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Jenx2
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Buck, should I get it?
(whoa, whoa, whoa, but ehhy)
I woke up on that shit today like I don't give a fuck
Rolling 'round, windows down, music systems turn it up
And I heard he had some shit to say, get smoke up like a dutch
Oh wow, look at me now, I cannot hear you because I'm above
Okay, but fuck that
I been spitting keef, bitch, I've been smoking out the blunt wraps
Bitch, I do it 'cause I love that
Fuck how you feel, you ain't gon' come back
308, it leave a love tap
If that's your homies, wouldn't trust that
If you shoot at me a buss back
My life feeling different, hoe, I treat it like a function
My job jus' like your job, I go to the stu' to punch in
Empty out a new clip, bitch, I'm loaded like no russian
Hopping in the whip, feel like a razor how I'm cutting
Creep in the dark with a motherfucking chop on my hip
And they cannot see me, I'm a ghost
He trynna talk 'bout the kid
But he finna get banned 'cause he ain't know X 2 the host
Me and the mob like covenant
We finna stunt again, all that I miss is the cloak
Step on the motherfucking gas
And I grip on the wheel and I swerve off the end of the road
I woke up on that shit today like I don't give a fuck
Rolling 'round, windows down, music systems turn it up
And I heard he had some shit to say, get smoke up like a dutch
Oh wow, look at me now, I cannot hear you-
Okay, me and X 2 picking up the fucking pace
Bitch, we two times faster, keep a blaster for your face
Bitch, I'm playing God when I make 'em test their faith
Give that boy a bloody nose, he got metal for his taste
They wanna be Karma but they cannot switch sides
Motherfuckers be tweaking
I came for the reaping, I pull up to your house for a fist fight
No, I don't need a reason, bitch
I am a demon when I'm a go take away his life
And I still haven't eaten
So I might open season and they looking at me for a revive
And the way that I'm moving is clock work
Pussy boy tryna speak, lemme talk first
All these rappers my son's, I'm the father
Karmamob pulling up, never faulter
Rapper's all on my meat like my joggers
Keep a heater on me, keep a chopper
When I aim I don't pray shooting straight for the face
Make that boy disarray his whole posture
Turn this bitch to GTA, way I leave his body wasted
Your bitch on my dick leaving my ego inflated
You can call me Zim how your crib getting invaded
Karma mobbin' to the top but we started in the basement
I woke up on that shit today like I don't give a fuck
Rolling 'round, windows down, music systems turn it up
And I heard he had some shit to say, get smoke up like a dutch
Oh wow, look at me now, I cannot hear you because I'm above
Okay, but fuck that
I been spitting keef, bitch, I've been smoking out the blunt wraps
Bitch, I do it 'cause I love that
Fuck how you feel, you ain't gon' come back
308, it leave a love tap
If that's your homies, wouldn't trust that
If you shoot at me a buss back
I woke up on that shit today like I don't give a fuck
Rolling 'round, windows down, music systems turn it up
And I heard he had some shit to say, get smoke up like a dutch
Oh wow, look at me now-