F U Jason (give her the money)
Lighter noise
Lighter noise
Yo what's up
Who are you, Jason?
This goes out to
Jason Crawford
Jason_Crawford
You said you were gonna give my friend
$700 a week to be her sugar daddy
And you blocked her and called her a kid
You disrespected my friend?
Now I'm about to go in on you
You do not disrespect any of my homies
So you better watch the fuck out, Jason
Cause I will not hold back
Alright?
Let's get into this shit
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat I'll eat you like a raisin
And no I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
About to eat, eat you like a raisin
No, I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Stacking paper higher than them planes (wheew)
When I'm done with you then you'll be M.I.A
We cook you up like a fish filet (yum)
And then serve you on a pewter plate
Don't you ever mess with me (no you don't)
You better send her send her the money (send it bitch)
Or there will be or be consequences
It's too late to come to your senses (oh my god)
You don't wanna mess with my gang (no you don't)
I'm rocking with MS-13 (blaow blaow)
Yeah those are my Hispanic brethren (órale)
You better go and pray to your reverend
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No, I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
And I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
And I'm not and no I am not Blasian
And I'm bout to cook you like some bacon
Hate looking at that pasty ass face
You make me about to catch a case
Hit you with the mace
Skirt out my way cause I'm gonna hit the race
Fuck the federalis
She on me like a thotty
You know I get these bitches
Like a white girl on some Molly
And I wish that you would call me
So she'll fly away to Bali
And hang out with Somalis
You just had to be a bitch
I'll throw your body in a ditch
You make my trigger finger itch
I got bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
My gang all rides Harley's
She ain't to secretary
And to be honest
She ain't tryna get married
Like my guy she literally has a whole boyfriend
What are you doing?
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
And there we go, Jason
Don't you ever try to disrespect my friends again
And guys if anyone is listening
They can send money over to my friend
Her cashapp is $Amieharkins
And Jason one more message for you man
I'm gonna get my black friend to hop on the remix
And call you the n-word bro
Don't even don't even think about it
They about to say all types of n words too
Like naughty, nautical, nimbus without the cumulo
Don't think this shit is over man
The remix might even have a fucking beat switch
Lighter noise
Yo what's up
Who are you, Jason?
This goes out to
Jason Crawford
Jason_Crawford
You said you were gonna give my friend
$700 a week to be her sugar daddy
And you blocked her and called her a kid
You disrespected my friend?
Now I'm about to go in on you
You do not disrespect any of my homies
So you better watch the fuck out, Jason
Cause I will not hold back
Alright?
Let's get into this shit
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat I'll eat you like a raisin
And no I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
About to eat, eat you like a raisin
No, I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Stacking paper higher than them planes (wheew)
When I'm done with you then you'll be M.I.A
We cook you up like a fish filet (yum)
And then serve you on a pewter plate
Don't you ever mess with me (no you don't)
You better send her send her the money (send it bitch)
Or there will be or be consequences
It's too late to come to your senses (oh my god)
You don't wanna mess with my gang (no you don't)
I'm rocking with MS-13 (blaow blaow)
Yeah those are my Hispanic brethren (órale)
You better go and pray to your reverend
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No, I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
And I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
And I'm not and no I am not Blasian
And I'm bout to cook you like some bacon
Hate looking at that pasty ass face
You make me about to catch a case
Hit you with the mace
Skirt out my way cause I'm gonna hit the race
Fuck the federalis
She on me like a thotty
You know I get these bitches
Like a white girl on some Molly
And I wish that you would call me
So she'll fly away to Bali
And hang out with Somalis
You just had to be a bitch
I'll throw your body in a ditch
You make my trigger finger itch
I got bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
My gang all rides Harley's
She ain't to secretary
And to be honest
She ain't tryna get married
Like my guy she literally has a whole boyfriend
What are you doing?
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
Ayo Jason
I'll fuck you in my basement
Then I'll eat, I'll eat you like a raisin
No I'm not and no I am not Blasian
About to cook, cook you like some bacon
And there we go, Jason
Don't you ever try to disrespect my friends again
And guys if anyone is listening
They can send money over to my friend
Her cashapp is $Amieharkins
And Jason one more message for you man
I'm gonna get my black friend to hop on the remix
And call you the n-word bro
Don't even don't even think about it
They about to say all types of n words too
Like naughty, nautical, nimbus without the cumulo
Don't think this shit is over man
The remix might even have a fucking beat switch
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