PAROLES
[Intro]
Oh ok, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aight bet, I wish I was Jenry, ayy turn me up real quick
Yeah
[Chorus]
He saw his first thousand off a stimulus
Pull up from long-range, shootin’ limitless
Rockin’ that new Christian no Leviticus
I know they be hatin’ the way that I’m killin’ this
Good looks Jenry for making the beat
If I were you I wouldn’t diss or tweet
Designer my linen, that shit lookin’ neat
And when it get cold, gotta carry that heat
Rockin’ this new season Eddie B fashion
They tryna get all of my rations
Eatin’ my plate then they dippin’ and dashin’
All of my peers, I’m tryna surpass ’em
I don’t fuck with war, but I’m ready for action
Bustin’, breakin’ it down like a fraction
If your lookin’ for business, then let’s get it crackin’ (Let’s get it crackin’)
[Verse]
Bitch, I’m a rap game John Paxton
He need a repost, come tap him
Up at the Ruth Chris, no napkin
Shakin’ it off like “What happened”
I got a U-Haul, get to packin’
Move like the government, get to the trappin’
Get to the table, I whip it and slap it
This money like 2 midgets, I get to stackin’
Murder the beat now I got a vendetta
Thinkin’ it’s sweet, but you can’t do better
Choppin’ up blocks feelin’ like [?]
I give her [?] mix it with the feta
My drip like Atlantic Ocean, leave her wetter
I’m crashin’ out [?], no David Archuleta
He still rockin’ cargos, ridin’ in that jetta
These rappers, they flows, they followin’ the meta
She shakin’ her ass on the gram, Brittany Renner
Whole damn fiend, he was stayin’ at the vendor
Whole damn [?] and it hit your [?]
Got a frag, still full out sender
Shootin’ up shit like I’m Alex Abrines
Smokin’ with Aladdin, I’m posted on Venus
Feelin’ like Youngboy, I just watched my grandpa say penis
Poppin’ the addys that shit look scenic
Flexin’ so hard I feel like Phoenix
That bitch got a Tinder, told her delete it
Rinse and repeat it, now I’m conceded
Like Blueface, gonna bleed it
Call him a two face, now he heated
I feel like a cake stand, I be leanin’
Sippin’ on big red like a demon
I think I might fly down to Maryland
Hoppin’ on Spirit, don’t fuck with American
Trying to be different, not with the comparison
Up on the block with a rock like I’m [?]
Wipin’ his nose, think he needs some Claritin
Hop up in my whip, posted up on Sharaton
That motherfucker thought he was better than me?
Huh yeah? That boy is hilarious
[Chorus]
He saw his first thousand off a stimulus
Pull up from long-range, shootin’ limitless
Rockin’ that new Christian no Leviticus
I know they be hatin’ the way that I’m killin’ this
Good looks Jenry for making the beat
If I were you I wouldn’t diss or tweet
Designer my linen, that shit lookin’ neat
And when it get cold, gotta carry that heat
Rockin’ this new season Eddie B fashion
They tryna get all of my rations
Eatin’ my plate then they dippin’ and dashin’
All of my peers, I’m tryna surpass ’em
I don’t fuck with war, but I’m ready for action
Bustin’ breakin’ it down like a fraction
If your lookin’ for business, then let’s get it crackin’ (Let’s get it crackin’)
