JACKIE
(Yea)
Jackie!
Flexing, I'm finessing strong
Restless, I'm just flesh n' bone
Told my woadies we'll be on
I don't think it take that long
Get real high and make my song
Get inside there's room for four
Higher than cholesterol
I don't think my head is on, yeah
Know you don't know my name, killer
But you know we all the same, nigga
For you, I switch lanes nigga
I was off them pain killers
Niggas don't know how lame it is
I know that I'm made for this
I think that you'd change for this
I'm way too real, no faking it
I know what it's like
You living your life and ain't living it right
Lean to the left, and then lean to the right
Think that I'll pour some more lean in my sprite
Niggas be talking, but ain't saying much
Money like pits when they smell, it's a must
Smelling like money, and cut like a dutch
Heavens, extra sevens, blessings, destined
Flexing, I'm finessing strong
Restless, I'm just flesh n' bone
Told my woadies we'll be on
I don't think it take that long
Get real high and make my song
Get inside there's room for four
Higher than cholesterol
I don't think my head is on, yeah
But I know what it's like
You losing your vision in search of the light
Realize I'm only a piece of the pie
Shit is forever, just look to the sky
Open up your eyes and see with your mind
Think about all that you leaving behind
Niggas ain't chosen, these niggas façades
And I got a whole lot of cream when I ride
Get 'em all off my dick, I don't like no bitch
I don't like no poser, yea yea
Bitch I don't take no flicks, I don't like no pics
I don't hit no poses, yea
Give my heart but you know this, yea
I move different they notice it
Got a big dick like holy shit
World in my hand, I hold this shit
Flexing, I'm finessing strong
Restless, I'm just flesh n' bone
Told my woadies we'll be on
I don't think it take that long
Get real high and make my song
Get inside there's room for four
Higher than cholesterol
I don't think my head is on, yeah
Yea, I don't think my head is on, yeah
Oh, I don't think my head is on
Think my head is on, I don't think my head is on
(It's hot, yea)
I don't think my head is on, yeah
Jackie!
Flexing, I'm finessing strong
Restless, I'm just flesh n' bone
Told my woadies we'll be on
I don't think it take that long
Get real high and make my song
Get inside there's room for four
Higher than cholesterol
I don't think my head is on, yeah
Know you don't know my name, killer
But you know we all the same, nigga
For you, I switch lanes nigga
I was off them pain killers
Niggas don't know how lame it is
I know that I'm made for this
I think that you'd change for this
I'm way too real, no faking it
I know what it's like
You living your life and ain't living it right
Lean to the left, and then lean to the right
Think that I'll pour some more lean in my sprite
Niggas be talking, but ain't saying much
Money like pits when they smell, it's a must
Smelling like money, and cut like a dutch
Heavens, extra sevens, blessings, destined
Flexing, I'm finessing strong
Restless, I'm just flesh n' bone
Told my woadies we'll be on
I don't think it take that long
Get real high and make my song
Get inside there's room for four
Higher than cholesterol
I don't think my head is on, yeah
But I know what it's like
You losing your vision in search of the light
Realize I'm only a piece of the pie
Shit is forever, just look to the sky
Open up your eyes and see with your mind
Think about all that you leaving behind
Niggas ain't chosen, these niggas façades
And I got a whole lot of cream when I ride
Get 'em all off my dick, I don't like no bitch
I don't like no poser, yea yea
Bitch I don't take no flicks, I don't like no pics
I don't hit no poses, yea
Give my heart but you know this, yea
I move different they notice it
Got a big dick like holy shit
World in my hand, I hold this shit
Flexing, I'm finessing strong
Restless, I'm just flesh n' bone
Told my woadies we'll be on
I don't think it take that long
Get real high and make my song
Get inside there's room for four
Higher than cholesterol
I don't think my head is on, yeah
Yea, I don't think my head is on, yeah
Oh, I don't think my head is on
Think my head is on, I don't think my head is on
(It's hot, yea)
I don't think my head is on, yeah
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Writer(s): Jeremy Rhodes
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