[Hook: Jay2]
Built it like fort
Jumped onna court
I’m goin scotty
Like Storch
Tree got import
Can’t pass the torch
She on my dick
That’s of course
Game won’t divorce
Straight from the source
We got the code
Like it’s Morse
Boy you a dork
Sitcho wit force
I will not
Mission abort
[Chorus: Jay2]
We can get busy
I feel like drizzy
Run thru the land wit my woes
Even at 50
I will not fidget
That’s on my mama 10toes
Coppin new benzie
She in a frienzie
I be wit vanity hoes
You lemon
Simply
Whole lotta benjis
No you won’t
LiAngelo
[Verse 1: Jay2]
Been destroyin', been enjoyin'
My city love me like Bennett boys
Sick they wan take me to clinic boy
President, Used to be senate boy
I got the pressure in hand
Shorty gon roll that up
Don’t matter if didn’t say it
I kick it, I’m Ricky Tan
She got that good, And her lips
Look exactly like Meagan
You wanna try It
Ain’t here for the taken
I feel like Liam
Once shorty is taken
Came in my room
Then we fucked in the basement
Smoke double O
Now I feel like a agent
I really lag wit the patience
I took a jab at the A list
You let it burn, Ush Raymond
Zilch Entertainment
In between The lines
How I left her cliff hangin
Ass so big
That it look implanted
One second to shoot wit the rock
He gamed it
You n***as Act real tough
He Damon
Hatin on me
You a Skip Bayless huh
I’m from the jungle
And I did not stumble
Got n***as who tumble the P’s
You a get humbled
And Better not fumble
Just know that we come
For the cheese
She cannot trap me
Cuz I am too special
Runnin this game
Feel like
I won a medal
I got the angels
We shit on them devils
I make
It shine inna dark like a bezel
Need me
Please hit the phone
For the tax
And hit the phone
Thraxxx
Premi
And I lived thru the Payne Like Max
I take this shit to the max
Easy
[Hook: Jay2]
Built it like fort
Jumped onna court
I’m goin scotty
Like Storch
Tree got import
Can’t pass the torch
She on my dick
That’s of course
Game won’t divorce
Straight from the source
We got the code
Like it’s Morse
Boy you a dork
Sitcho wit force
I will not
Mission abort
[Chorus: Jay2]
We can get busy
I feel like drizzy
Run thru the land wit my woes
Even at 50
I will not fidget
That’s on my mama 10toes
Coppin new benzie
She in a frienzie
I be wit vanity hoes
You lemon
Simply
Whole lotta benjis
No you won’t
LiAngelo
[Verse 2: Smino]
(Yeah, yeah) x 14
(Smino Talking: N***as always got a hundred mothafuckin' questions
Always wanna know what the fuck you got goin' on
Bitch!?
Get a fucking clue)
"Aye Smi, when that new shit drop?"
Bitch, when I feel like it
"I heard you on your designer shit now"
Yeah hoe, and it's still Nikes
"I'm in the show, show me where the plug at"
He don't move for less than 1200
I heard last time you was in the city, had it crackin' like stale blunts
You're the man like 12 months
Cure the pain like sweet sativa
Stunner man
Acne shoes with the butter skin, Bro what is your secret?
Fresh without no Degree, from the pits n***a it must be secret
Nothing you can't do
I come from the Lou, and it's always hustle season
N***as love to switch sides when they get high
Need to be tried for treason
All I wanna do is ride with my n***as from the sand with some model bitches
Monte on the beat, wobble speakers
Lets get the thotealinas off of these lime - a -ritas
I'm a Rasta, I'm a Rasta
Franta Leaf on my rider
She a victim of the riddim
I, track my boss like krillin
On a chinny when I finish
Pray one day my partners get enough for slimey living
Bad lil jawn, like my lennon
Trap a thon and we winning
No fatigue a new beginning
[Hook: Jay2]
[Hook: Jay2]
Built it like fort
Jumped onna court
I’m goin scotty
Like Storch
Tree got import
Can’t pass the torch
She on my dick
That’s of course
Game won’t divorce
Straight from the source
We got the code
Like it’s Morse
Boy you a dork
Sitcho wit force
I will not
Mission abort
[Chorus: Jay2]
We can get busy
I feel like drizzy
Run thru the land wit my woes
Even at 50
I will not fidget
That’s on my mama 10toes
Coppin new benzie
She in a frienzie
I be wit vanity hoes
You lemon
Simply
Whole lotta benjis
No you won’t
LiAngelo
