JJ

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Alright Shitty Boys, Dodge Simulation I could wake up in Buckhead or Bloomfield The only flaw I ever had was being too real I'm riding around 32s just like two seals Lil' fuzz all defense, average two steals I made eleven M's off my two deals I linked with Eminem and shot the world You ain't got no rings still, you only shot a girl I ain't have no loose leaves, so I got the rapper pearl I put my cousin on and he did some fuck shit I put my mans cousin on and he did some fuck shit So please don't talk about no blood shit I'm the one that tell you loyalty equals love, kid I put money in they pockets, put 'em in position Took 'em out they losing situation, put 'em 'round some winners We burnt out tour buses, pull up in the Sprinters Oh, you ain't heard I smacked the last driver? Sex everything, you would think I'm Quagmire They like, "Why you ain't slept?" It's the bags higher Can't get your mans hired? Then get your mans fired Still a scampire, I'm a land buyer, this ain't a pathfinder My lil' yeah from down south, she don't want corned beef I'm a maniac, I get to shooting if the door creak Safe to say that my killer on a score streak They might call me JJ, but I was born P You know my mama out her shit, I was born high Like in the sky, safe to say that I was born fly Shot up past bees, I'ma call them horseflies Tell a hoe this the first time she seen a horse fly This shit on the floor, I'm talking courtside Open up my geek kit, shit, it's door time Slamming lamb chops while you off the pork rinds You ain't never got paid rapping, you got poor rhymes Why you pulling green with fake beans? That's a poor high Why you think I'm finna help your dreams? That support mines I'm all around her mouth like some fluoride I knew I was finna beat the case watching Court Fried Why you blowing up my phone knowing that I'm working? Why you holding up the load knowing that it's urgent? Why you even trying to slow knowing that it's curtains? Why you even up a pole knowing that you nervous? Why you even finna pole knowing that it's curving? I know I'm dozing off and I know that I'm swerving I know I'm finna blow it all, I'm knowing that I'm splurging But everything going perfect, I know that for certain I'll take me against anybody If you seen the living dead, let's go see a Fetty zombie You don't classify as thick, bitch, you got a heavy body But it's cool, my mama fat too Ooh, your mama did crack too? Oh, your mama, she can get her ass fapped too Like, that's what that MAC do That's what that Zack do If it's Racks Blue, it's a blue moon Finna leave the blue rat off the eighth of blue shrooms I need moon boots, but not the ones for the hoes Real deal astronaut ones, I'm finna leave the globe Da Vinci, when it's time, I'm finna leave the code They like, "Texas so cheap," but it's hard to leave the snow Shit, it's hard to leave the code When that's all you know, you know It's gon' be a tough task trying to take us down Everybody burn bridges trying to make up now You can tell that hoe just left the makeup house She faking grown, whole time you got a made-up house She used to be hard to hit, it's a lay-up now I used to sleep on certain shit, I'ma stay up now All this motherfucking money 'round and you ain't no pow All this motherfucking money 'round, it's hard to lay around Turkey bag terrorists, we be banging pounds The militia, it's a small crowd we hang around If I'm in the A, I got Mari, I got Yay around Free Ghost, I cannot have no fake around Before I write a statement down, I'll take the trial Tell her use her feet since she trying to take a mile Probably got the grill in if you see me fake a smile I'm a self-made millionaire, what's the hating 'bout? Like, I don't understand Shitty Boys, Dodge Simulation, Long Legs Gang, Rip Chris, TWHL Shit, you hips good, you know the script Huh, yeah Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy 7-7, 7-7, Tryin' shit Well, well, well, well I don't want you (I need you), but I need you Girl, you hurt me (Girl, you hurt me), but you deceive you I don't want you (I need you), but I need you Girl, you hurt me (Girl, you hurt me), but you deceive you Cheap thrills mean nothing If you have a broken heart Cheap thrills mean nothing They will tear your soul apart Cheap thrills mean nothing If you have a broken heart Cheap thrills mean nothing They will tear your soul apart