Florida Jit

I grew up a Florida jit, Duval County in this bitch
High school I had the wicks, and my click had the sticks
I don't know who had the bricks, but I know who had the bricks
My apartment's built with bricks, Caravan I represent,
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah

T-W-I-Z, yeah, you probably heard of me,
Cutting up on the beat, gave the
beat surgery,
Fuck you if you hating and, that's a word from me, if you real, you gon' feel me fakes like the nerve of me,
But they doing perjury, ever seen a murder scene,
Ever heard a baser sing, baser told me chase my dreams, now I'm crackhead, running, making dreams reality,
No I ain't from M-I-A, but I got the Florida heat

I grew up a Florida jit, Duval County in this bitch
High school I had the wicks, and my click had the sticks
I don't know who had the bricks, but I know who had the bricks
My apartment's built with bricks, Caravan I represent,
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah

I'm a honey dripper eating, big blunt chiefing,
Red cup drinking, crabs on the weekend
Riding down the street, big booty freaks,
Riding by the beach, smoking palm trees,
It's clear over here, it's raining over there, it's gators over here, it's snakes over there,
The best over here, y'all straight over there, John Doe's over here, cuz it's Jakes over there
yeah,

I grew up a Florida jit, Duval County in this bitch
High school I had the wicks, and my click had the sticks
I don't know who had the bricks, but I know who had the bricks
My apartment's built with bricks, Caravan I represent,
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah
I grew up a Florida jit yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Toussaint Stringfield
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