[Yung Mike]
Pass that shit G

[JR Verse 1]
Man I got this shit
And I do it quick
Got this bitch
Got her on my dick
Tell hop off cuz I got to spit
Homie sent this beat
I told him I was feeling it
I’m fucking 'round this shit ain’t serious
Man I get lit shit I’m delirious
I’m the best period
If you don’t think so you a fucking idiot
Got this flow like I'm fast and furious
Yuh
Got to get fast
Or I’m last
Man I’m getting that
Got to get to class
I ain’t pass
I’m just spitting facts
Where the homies at
Roll a fat
Chase some ass
Shawty bring it back
Kick some game
Are you feelin' that?
If not I’ll take it back
Homie up to bat
Don’t do him bad
Or else you get a fucking track
Get exposed take it back
Pull up in black like I’m fucking jack
We gone make it slap
Your shit trash
[Yung Mike Verse 2]
(Yung Mike)
Still checking my phone every 20 minutes
Checking my line to see if you've hit it
Sayin' that you miss it
I have mixed emotions
I have different spirits
Sometimes I'm alright but soon pass the limit
Plenty of other women but they don't fit it they won't listen
Won't even give me a minute
Throw 'em on the skillet
But won't be explicit
Sick of the gimmicks
I understand there are others and it takes two
But if that were the case why did you do what you do
You turned everything askew
JR, Yung Mike, we comig through
Call me DP and get the crew
Surprise that I never knew
Emotions nothing but blue
Words may not change feelings
I'll always have something to say
You know that I'm never leaving
(Mike out)