Let Me Through (Jacked)

Let Me Through Lyrics
Good evening, sir
Good evening, sir
Yeah, he's expecting you
Yeah, he's expecting you
I see

I got a piece of information
But I can't say it out here, only your boss I can talk to
So let us walk through
Cause you're just a worker, and I can tell I already lost you
And I ain't trying to taunt you
So this is what you're going to do
It's on you
It's no insult to, Who you are
But go and do what the dogs do
Run back to your master, And tell him that his benefactor
Is out here trying to pass him
Some positive intel
But he dealing with a dumb motherfucker trying to act
Back up
I'm not looking for no trouble out here
So if you stare like a deer in the headlights
Looking all lost for your dear life, just veer right
Cause either way, I'm a win, until the end
And again, Into infin
You see a fin? You better swim, nigga
Sharks in the pool out here
Fuck y'all niggas doing out here?
Trying to talk like you cool out here?
When y'all niggas food out here?
Nigga!

You about to let me go, okay?
Im sayin, you bout to let me through
Cuz I stay grinding, grindin, You bout to let me through
And all the girls over there, homies over here
You bout to let them too
Yeah, you bout to let me through
Yeah, you bout to let me through
Cuz I stay grindin, grindin, you bout to let us through
Don't be sitting staring, looking all scared
Nigga, you bout to let me through (RIGHT NOW)
Right now, you bout to let us through, mmm
Right now, you bout to let us through
Right now, you bout to let us through, mmm, right now
You bout to let us through

The problem with you niggas is that you talking
A lot of yada yada and you acting like you know right
Feeling like im Cheef Keef, 'cause a bitch nigga
That's the shit I don't like
Flick em like a strobe light
Buggy motherfuckers gotta flick em like a strobe light
Especially when you trying to be so nice
Cuz my parents taught me to be polite, but it's on sight
For you breastfeeding
Still looking for your mama's titty little bitch ass niggas
You little never had a dad and you mad
So you hang around the booty hole kiss ass niggas
Oh your a looking for a reason
So you can believe in yourself little snitch ass nigga
You better get a grip wack nigga, man i'm done with this shit
That isn't what we came for
I ain't trying to make no enemies
And maybe you could be a friend to me
But right now you're offending me
You try to come from my head but my last name ain't kennedy
Man i guess that means i need a remedy
For these motherfuckers with the tendency to try to fret on me
Someone get their pet cause he
Don't want me to let his king know
That his soldiers out here acting like some peasantry
(Nah chill chill) I guess it means that

You about to let me go, okay?
Im sayin, you bout to let me through
Cuz I stay grinding, grindin, You bout to let me through
And all the girls over there, homies over here
You bout to let them too
Yeah, you bout to let me through
Yeah, you bout to let me through
Cuz I stay grindin, grindin, you bout to let us through
Don't be sitting staring, looking all scared
Nigga, you bout to let me through (RIGHT NOW)
Right now, you bout to let us through, mmm
Right now, you bout to let us through
Right now, you bout to let us through, mmm, right now
You bout to let us through
Acting like you know right?
I know right?
Flick him like a strobe light
Flick him like a strobe light
Buggy motherfuckers gotta flick him like a strobe light!



Credits
Writer(s): Arman Dixon, Cursed To Blessed Llc
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