Oooff
They say Jonah yea, yea I like the way you work
I see you really moving, I don't think that you from earth
And if I get enough then fuck it, I might rock a purse
I be taxing on my verses, so I know your pockets hurt
She gon' bend it over Jonah like when she wear skirts
Oooff, you really fucking with the truth
Yea I swear it's nun but fire, when I step into the booth
You gon' pay me for that show yea, or I ain't popping out
Shorty kinda dig me, think she want me for the clout
But I don't really want nun but them cheeks up on the couch
You Got a problem, get the fuck out and keep my name out your mouth
Everybody lit, they know what Jonah came to do
Yea I pulled up with my girl but I might go home with like two
I be rapping bout the shit I'm living, y'all don think it's true
Till I pop out with a million, talking all my money blue
Fuck the hardest in the city, I'm the hardest in the state
They say how you move like that, I learned how to communicate
But I ain't got no time to talk, I need to concentrate
You see I'm way too fucking focused now, so you gon' have to wait
They say Jonah yea, yea I like the way you work
I see you really moving, I don't think that you from earth
And if I get enough then fuck it, I might rock a purse
I be taxing on my verses, so I know your pockets hurt
If you look up in my Dm's I got bitches trying to flirt
Damn, I ain't fucking with you fam
If you hit me with some bullshit, I'm gon' keep you in the spam
Oh you the man? I don't really give a fuck
I ain't even gotta fight, I got my friends to beat you up
Yea you think outside the box, Jonah out the universe
Now they asking what I need, yea it's money I prefer
They said kid you got a gift but to me it's just a curse
Cuz Ion like to lose, so Ima always come in first
Brrr, yea I think it's getting cold
I want diamonds on my teeth, I want platinum fuck the gold
An I ain't funna' pop out, less the pay me for the show
If you know how much a feature, why you asking like you broke
Do the math, its going up, I'm just here to let you know
I ain't even like that but I ain't rapping for the low
Yea I'm coming right back, you ain't stopping Jonah flow
They say Jonah yea, yea I like the way you work
I see you really moving, I don't think that you from earth
And if I get enough then fuck it, I might rock a purse
I be taxing on my verses, so I know your pockets hurt
I see you really moving, I don't think that you from earth
And if I get enough then fuck it, I might rock a purse
I be taxing on my verses, so I know your pockets hurt
She gon' bend it over Jonah like when she wear skirts
Oooff, you really fucking with the truth
Yea I swear it's nun but fire, when I step into the booth
You gon' pay me for that show yea, or I ain't popping out
Shorty kinda dig me, think she want me for the clout
But I don't really want nun but them cheeks up on the couch
You Got a problem, get the fuck out and keep my name out your mouth
Everybody lit, they know what Jonah came to do
Yea I pulled up with my girl but I might go home with like two
I be rapping bout the shit I'm living, y'all don think it's true
Till I pop out with a million, talking all my money blue
Fuck the hardest in the city, I'm the hardest in the state
They say how you move like that, I learned how to communicate
But I ain't got no time to talk, I need to concentrate
You see I'm way too fucking focused now, so you gon' have to wait
They say Jonah yea, yea I like the way you work
I see you really moving, I don't think that you from earth
And if I get enough then fuck it, I might rock a purse
I be taxing on my verses, so I know your pockets hurt
If you look up in my Dm's I got bitches trying to flirt
Damn, I ain't fucking with you fam
If you hit me with some bullshit, I'm gon' keep you in the spam
Oh you the man? I don't really give a fuck
I ain't even gotta fight, I got my friends to beat you up
Yea you think outside the box, Jonah out the universe
Now they asking what I need, yea it's money I prefer
They said kid you got a gift but to me it's just a curse
Cuz Ion like to lose, so Ima always come in first
Brrr, yea I think it's getting cold
I want diamonds on my teeth, I want platinum fuck the gold
An I ain't funna' pop out, less the pay me for the show
If you know how much a feature, why you asking like you broke
Do the math, its going up, I'm just here to let you know
I ain't even like that but I ain't rapping for the low
Yea I'm coming right back, you ain't stopping Jonah flow
They say Jonah yea, yea I like the way you work
I see you really moving, I don't think that you from earth
And if I get enough then fuck it, I might rock a purse
I be taxing on my verses, so I know your pockets hurt
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Writer(s): Jonah Thomas
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