Dark Trap
Ayo, is that Jupiterkami?
Livin life on the edge
Catch me in the whip
Runnin' off from the feds
No we not them friends
Stop callin' me yo man
If we ever was, which you not
You'd just be a fan
Me and Jupiterkami
Throwin ones for the strippers
We go dumb, we just finna hit the club with the skrilla
O-On top, Comin for the game on lock
I said are you smokin rock-rock?
You really needa stop, yeah
I'm a psycho bitch, imma elevate
M-Made a typo, hold on, imma scare them straight
Yeah, yeah
Yeh, I be sippin' codeine
Why they talkin' on my fucking gang imma run up
Why you being loud always causing a damn scene
Why you say my name when you racist like Levy
Actin' you hard 'till this shit gets heavy
Look into my head nigga I got some problems
Blood on my head 'cause I need to solve 'em
Yeah, aye
My name is Jupiterkami
And I'm gonna slap your mother, yeah
What's your problem, boy you need to solve it
Talkin' on my future like you a fucking prophet
I'm a fucking god, bitch bow down to me
Killin' all my enemies, talkin' about the birds and bees
Catching all these felonies
Slow down, I'm in my head like I'm a damn clown
Keepin' my shooters in my damn town
Why is you sad, what is that damn frown?
Now remember, don't do drugs kids
Livin life on the edge
Catch me in the whip
Runnin' off from the feds
No we not them friends
Stop callin' me yo man
If we ever was, which you not
You'd just be a fan
Me and Jupiterkami
Throwin ones for the strippers
We go dumb, we just finna hit the club with the skrilla
O-On top, Comin for the game on lock
I said are you smokin rock-rock?
You really needa stop, yeah
I'm a psycho bitch, imma elevate
M-Made a typo, hold on, imma scare them straight
Yeah, yeah
Yeh, I be sippin' codeine
Why they talkin' on my fucking gang imma run up
Why you being loud always causing a damn scene
Why you say my name when you racist like Levy
Actin' you hard 'till this shit gets heavy
Look into my head nigga I got some problems
Blood on my head 'cause I need to solve 'em
Yeah, aye
My name is Jupiterkami
And I'm gonna slap your mother, yeah
What's your problem, boy you need to solve it
Talkin' on my future like you a fucking prophet
I'm a fucking god, bitch bow down to me
Killin' all my enemies, talkin' about the birds and bees
Catching all these felonies
Slow down, I'm in my head like I'm a damn clown
Keepin' my shooters in my damn town
Why is you sad, what is that damn frown?
Now remember, don't do drugs kids
Credits
Writer(s): Parker Stockbridge, Ricardo Morales
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