Taking My Chances

Aye Its Jutty Jut by the way
Me and Bih pump you know the vibe we slay
Yes sir Right You know the vibe stay high Get lit hold up hold up
Bih pump that's my slime Slimeball
Aye we raw up in this Jawn Flexing
Uh Going up like an elevator
Remember days no food in the refrigerator
Watching these slow pokes taking the escalator
Jutty Jut guess what Got to get to the paper
Me and Bih Pump said fuck all them haters
All of these niggas they act like skaters
Like they is rolling pussy ass niggas you folding
Yes we stick to the code guess what that is my bro
Uh Yeah We on froze Yes Like how it glow
I fucked on your hoe guess what I'm switching these modes
Never losing control guess what Like it is madden
Get them packs flip it and grab it
Jutty jut you know I stay thrashing Yeah
Rap game a Pizza I just need a slice
Taking my chances we rolling the dice

I need a piece of the pie fuck a little hoe No time to reply
What do you need I got supply Outfits be clean Mama use tide
Tell them hoes I'm about to slide All of this drip need a drain
Grind for a Dollar like Dame You better stay in your lane
Igniting this shit yea I am sparking the flame
Fuck a designer I'm dripping in H and M
I need the plug fuck a little middle man
Drink up the drink I'm getting a lil tipsy
Ball on the field like a cub no ridley
Is you fucking with me your not
Answer no fuck Yo I'm getting that Gwap
Yeah I am transforming they are calling me bumble bee
Go I get bread that is my philosophy
Don't like people staring I'm closing the curtain off a beat
And I ain't working I am perking
Ex bitch a Pokémon nicknamed her Squirtle
She a freak put me up in a Merkle
Break out the shell no turtle
Pick up my hoodie Yeah I need that purple
Sixty years old I been a savage
I ain't claim that how that is way too much baggage
I doubled my profit Flip my money high case
Money go up fall down snowflake
Iced Out pinky ring diamond finger lay
Think about that bar yeah Imma be great
Tired of being damn poor
Ima go drip in Christian Dior
All of this drink Imma pour
Beat it up She probably sore
I am a dog I want more
How many times I take four
For this shit I am a connoisseur
Mazda engine I let that shit roar
Catching some Z's when I snore
I do this shit when I am bored I do this shit when I am bored
Soon they gone book me for tours
Yuh I been going crazy My eyes lazy
I been smoking on the haze
Told the bitch Yeah what you doing yeah you got my mind in a daze
She hop on the side like she did the three sixty
Like she was doing a kickflip
The last dude that was talking down Yeah I left his ass with a big lip
And you know I got that big clip shit look like banana
Said she wanted to go shopping yeah I got those at cabana
I need the dollar bill no Belichick
Life is a movie I call Cinemax
Keep it a hundred that's facts
You said that you was popping your homie relaxed
Yeah I'm pulling up with a tech
Yuh this shit really gone wreck Yuh
Yuh Watch for your neck
Watch for your head
I'm coming through and I am leaving you dead
I left that bitch up on read
I ain't got time for these hoes
Unless you be giving me head
Told that bitch hold up I'm sleep
Wait going to bed
Yeah I woke up in the morning
I roll me a joint and I smoke it the fullest
Bitch you know I walk into school I am always feeling the coolest
Yuh I got the drip from my head to my toe
Ooh Yuh whatchu know Knocking down obstacles
Ooh Just like a domino
Fucking these hoes and I'm never gone call again
I get this money and I can go running man running man Running man Rubber band Running man
I got this money it stretch like a rubber band
Money gone stretch like elastic Uh Bitch I'm feeling fantastic
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Writer(s): Justin Ross
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