Judge Judy (feat. Fleeb & 23Bern)
JG Wentworth how I need cash now
Flam-thrower on me
Like Im Admiral Zhao
Punch god throwing hands
Manny Pacquiao
To icy think it's snowing
Better find a plow
KGB bitch breaking
Banks bella ciao
King shit, took the queen
Now you better bow
Wizard with words
You might think I'm Harry Potter
Scamming old heads
Riding round with their daughters
Curry on that bitch
How I fucked around and shot her
You want a ten day
Well I'm signing max offers
Schwarzenegger reaching
Out straight for the chopper
Stack bands forever
I'm trying to feed my granddaughters
Undercover operations
Like I'm Agent P
Tall bands Moses Brown
Trynna part the sea
Too icy,fuck around you just might freeze
Stay swinging hammers
Smacking hoes like Judge Judy
Get up out my face
Bitch i'm trynna stack these bands
You still don't got no money
I dont understand
Call me godfather, schemin plots
Make demands
Money moves, trading shooter
Like I'm Elton Brand
Pulling sacks out my pouch
With some sleight of hand
The only twelve I fuck with
Is Ja Morant
Spy kid how I'm trapping on the dark web
Extended barrel on the dick
Got a long head
Don't even want her pussy
She give good head
Don't want her
Told her love herself Eminem
My bitch mixed colors like an m and m
My stick go pop like some kernel
And that's evident
Lightskin tried to bag me off a murder
Pop a nigga he get to running like a hurdle
Pop a bean, two shrooms
Im off LSD
CP not three
You know I gotta keep a beam
Brodie stacking chips
Moving smart like his name boast
Bro's serving doggie shit
Looking like fucking host
When from the boys
When it comes shit, fuck a toast
Pockets so fat, I ain't even trying to boast
I got more cheese
Than all you niggas put together
Tried to skeem a nigga
But they put him on a tether
Chain looking real icy
I aint even know the weather
Got a red head bitch
And she say her name is Heather
When it comes to this shit
Boy you know who better
Climbed from the bottom to the top
Like I was in the Ender
In the end imma be real rich
Like Izzo
Got my pockets looking real fat
Like I'm Lizzo
Hitting bombs for the blue jays
Run up on em
All white tech and some cool grays
Dirty sprite, sipping wock
No double cup
Put two racks up on his head
I ain't talking Cooper Kupp
Pack running from the
East to the West Side
Opp missed his only shot
He go wish he didn't try
Bag chasing, get the bread
No I can't stop
You be ducking contact
You be acting like LeFlop
Flam-thrower on me
Like Im Admiral Zhao
Punch god throwing hands
Manny Pacquiao
To icy think it's snowing
Better find a plow
KGB bitch breaking
Banks bella ciao
King shit, took the queen
Now you better bow
Wizard with words
You might think I'm Harry Potter
Scamming old heads
Riding round with their daughters
Curry on that bitch
How I fucked around and shot her
You want a ten day
Well I'm signing max offers
Schwarzenegger reaching
Out straight for the chopper
Stack bands forever
I'm trying to feed my granddaughters
Undercover operations
Like I'm Agent P
Tall bands Moses Brown
Trynna part the sea
Too icy,fuck around you just might freeze
Stay swinging hammers
Smacking hoes like Judge Judy
Get up out my face
Bitch i'm trynna stack these bands
You still don't got no money
I dont understand
Call me godfather, schemin plots
Make demands
Money moves, trading shooter
Like I'm Elton Brand
Pulling sacks out my pouch
With some sleight of hand
The only twelve I fuck with
Is Ja Morant
Spy kid how I'm trapping on the dark web
Extended barrel on the dick
Got a long head
Don't even want her pussy
She give good head
Don't want her
Told her love herself Eminem
My bitch mixed colors like an m and m
My stick go pop like some kernel
And that's evident
Lightskin tried to bag me off a murder
Pop a nigga he get to running like a hurdle
Pop a bean, two shrooms
Im off LSD
CP not three
You know I gotta keep a beam
Brodie stacking chips
Moving smart like his name boast
Bro's serving doggie shit
Looking like fucking host
When from the boys
When it comes shit, fuck a toast
Pockets so fat, I ain't even trying to boast
I got more cheese
Than all you niggas put together
Tried to skeem a nigga
But they put him on a tether
Chain looking real icy
I aint even know the weather
Got a red head bitch
And she say her name is Heather
When it comes to this shit
Boy you know who better
Climbed from the bottom to the top
Like I was in the Ender
In the end imma be real rich
Like Izzo
Got my pockets looking real fat
Like I'm Lizzo
Hitting bombs for the blue jays
Run up on em
All white tech and some cool grays
Dirty sprite, sipping wock
No double cup
Put two racks up on his head
I ain't talking Cooper Kupp
Pack running from the
East to the West Side
Opp missed his only shot
He go wish he didn't try
Bag chasing, get the bread
No I can't stop
You be ducking contact
You be acting like LeFlop
Credits
Writer(s): Bernis Shelton
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