Jaded
KEEP MY WIFES NAME OUT YOUR FUCKING MOU
Before i shoot you bitch im pistol whip yo pussy ass
Grave digger shit put a nigga in a body bag
Niggas on the internet begging for a toe tag
Aint no running hiding bitch you know them killers on yo ass
Dont jump in that water bitch you know this shit like alcatraz
Why the fuck you make me mad you know i do you niggas bad
Put yo hands on me bet you never get away with that
You kno a nigga spinning back like i aint empty out the mag
We spin back like asap that's danger John Conner
My bitch like a stallion with ass like Rihanna
That head is amazing i promise i promise
She be like "period" i be like "comma"
Ima big timmer but i dont got time for
These niggas hating put beef in a grinder
Put one in yo dome now you better be mindful
Nigga wanna see me gone bitch get a blindfold
Counting money on the road trying to get the pack gone
Money fold dope sold nigga aint no return
5 7 out the box burn u like a bad perm
You aint here by ten O'clock ima hit yo block like big worm
Its the principalities gone be a lot of casualties
Niggas tryna cop please nail'em like a tapestry
Niggas tryna cop please naw put'em on a tee
Ok just dont play with me im shooting up the faculty
Happily
My shooter step like the melpomene
Out of amphetamines had to reschedule him
Nigga stole my bike in the hood but im peddling
Still make a nickel outta wood i'm not settling
You wouldn't fuck with me if you could im off to better things
You misunderstood see im married aint no wedding ring
Married to the money tryna get it over everything
Stack it up and give it to my children i aint never seen
Iii aint pop no percocet but i just sipped a lil lean
I just got a fresh cut and sent my bitch to Ling Ling
Pick up the phone baby yeah its money when it ring ring
I catch you on my ring cam its gone me a murder scene
Money sex murder even get you niggas in the bing
You talking like what you mean im stepping with the murder team
Pop you and your partner man you gone need a surgeon team
Sniper on the roof he gone hit you with the certainty
Send a picture to my hitter killem with the urgency
Professor in the booth step on the bet like hercules
Nigga better pic a side or get caught in that crossfire
Think before u nigga try you know that shit is suicide
Nigga ever play it cold you know im finna up the fye
Send a nigga to the sky sendem on that long ride
Showed lil bro how it go even he a up his pole ni
Caughtem lacking at the store now he done up the score ni
He like fuck 5-0 tryna send me to the dog pond
And he sticked up like rambo ever time that nigga move around
And he dont put his pole down he know it can go down
Life in the fast lane your lame if you slow down
Silencer on the suppressor we dont make no sound
Tallest building in the city shoot you from across town
Shit get wicked be ya own niggas get you crossed out
Smiling grinning why they watch your body getting chalked out
Aint it crazy how they walked out
When you was catching them cases
It wasnt no more smiling faces
When you was stuck in a drought
Looking for and oasis
Who was there by your side
Who was stuck in the matrix
Who was sliding them niggas
Who was serving them patience
When we did have no patience
Who was keeping us waiting
You was taking your time like you could find a replacement
You was crossing the line and i was there just to take it
I kept it cool through the faking now it's turkey my bacon
I'm smoking that ching chong with eyes like an asain
If you get hit with that bing bong just end the relation
I pull up with my theme song finna killem like jason
You put on that suit and badge we no longer related
200 on the dash i pull up like im skatin
I be running up that bag i can't take a vacation
I got options like Payton so i aint with all that waiting
I be right on time i aint with all that late shit
Red beam on ya eye thats a at home lasic
We be up all night we be working not lazy
Im star like Patrick
Patrick like Swazy
Put u right on a shirt
Put u right on a avi
Put u right in the dirt rock your crib like a baby
I aint pop no perc but im sippin that lazy
Roll a pond of that purp
That another one thank you
I be coming like kirk on baby Jesus im thankful
You put in all that work just to get them to hate u
For real
Before i shoot you bitch im pistol whip yo pussy ass
Grave digger shit put a nigga in a body bag
Niggas on the internet begging for a toe tag
Aint no running hiding bitch you know them killers on yo ass
Dont jump in that water bitch you know this shit like alcatraz
Why the fuck you make me mad you know i do you niggas bad
Put yo hands on me bet you never get away with that
You kno a nigga spinning back like i aint empty out the mag
We spin back like asap that's danger John Conner
My bitch like a stallion with ass like Rihanna
That head is amazing i promise i promise
She be like "period" i be like "comma"
Ima big timmer but i dont got time for
These niggas hating put beef in a grinder
Put one in yo dome now you better be mindful
Nigga wanna see me gone bitch get a blindfold
Counting money on the road trying to get the pack gone
Money fold dope sold nigga aint no return
5 7 out the box burn u like a bad perm
You aint here by ten O'clock ima hit yo block like big worm
Its the principalities gone be a lot of casualties
Niggas tryna cop please nail'em like a tapestry
Niggas tryna cop please naw put'em on a tee
Ok just dont play with me im shooting up the faculty
Happily
My shooter step like the melpomene
Out of amphetamines had to reschedule him
Nigga stole my bike in the hood but im peddling
Still make a nickel outta wood i'm not settling
You wouldn't fuck with me if you could im off to better things
You misunderstood see im married aint no wedding ring
Married to the money tryna get it over everything
Stack it up and give it to my children i aint never seen
Iii aint pop no percocet but i just sipped a lil lean
I just got a fresh cut and sent my bitch to Ling Ling
Pick up the phone baby yeah its money when it ring ring
I catch you on my ring cam its gone me a murder scene
Money sex murder even get you niggas in the bing
You talking like what you mean im stepping with the murder team
Pop you and your partner man you gone need a surgeon team
Sniper on the roof he gone hit you with the certainty
Send a picture to my hitter killem with the urgency
Professor in the booth step on the bet like hercules
Nigga better pic a side or get caught in that crossfire
Think before u nigga try you know that shit is suicide
Nigga ever play it cold you know im finna up the fye
Send a nigga to the sky sendem on that long ride
Showed lil bro how it go even he a up his pole ni
Caughtem lacking at the store now he done up the score ni
He like fuck 5-0 tryna send me to the dog pond
And he sticked up like rambo ever time that nigga move around
And he dont put his pole down he know it can go down
Life in the fast lane your lame if you slow down
Silencer on the suppressor we dont make no sound
Tallest building in the city shoot you from across town
Shit get wicked be ya own niggas get you crossed out
Smiling grinning why they watch your body getting chalked out
Aint it crazy how they walked out
When you was catching them cases
It wasnt no more smiling faces
When you was stuck in a drought
Looking for and oasis
Who was there by your side
Who was stuck in the matrix
Who was sliding them niggas
Who was serving them patience
When we did have no patience
Who was keeping us waiting
You was taking your time like you could find a replacement
You was crossing the line and i was there just to take it
I kept it cool through the faking now it's turkey my bacon
I'm smoking that ching chong with eyes like an asain
If you get hit with that bing bong just end the relation
I pull up with my theme song finna killem like jason
You put on that suit and badge we no longer related
200 on the dash i pull up like im skatin
I be running up that bag i can't take a vacation
I got options like Payton so i aint with all that waiting
I be right on time i aint with all that late shit
Red beam on ya eye thats a at home lasic
We be up all night we be working not lazy
Im star like Patrick
Patrick like Swazy
Put u right on a shirt
Put u right on a avi
Put u right in the dirt rock your crib like a baby
I aint pop no perc but im sippin that lazy
Roll a pond of that purp
That another one thank you
I be coming like kirk on baby Jesus im thankful
You put in all that work just to get them to hate u
For real
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Writer(s): Jonathan Tempesta, Cero Cero
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