lirik lagu yikesjimmie - !¿ya like jazzzzzzzz?¡
(ah!)
(oh w-ssup.)
(aw nobody’s heard of your music.)
(gosh!)
(screamin in ya,)
(fuck!)
(window shit.)
(uh, uh.)
(have me wipin’ your eachothers -sses.)
(ugh!)
(& you gotta get the fuck out
you better.)
(ah!)
(im tired of your stupid -ss.)
(im the one who’s got it,)
(yeah!)
(all.)
(yeah!)
(figured out.)
(ya, ya.)
rappin’ over beats on my street get you fucked up
i got ten racks on my name when i’m pullin’ up
counterfeit b-tches doing bars you some lame fucks
i don’t give a fuck homie swing and tell um better duck
(oh.)
now we got another problem on our hands
yikesjimmie boutta run you for another bands
where you at b-tch, give me that shit
& i want everything, give that sniff
(whatcha did?)
c-ke in my toes like i’m steppin’ in snow
eat all my ice till my body turns cold
multiple chains they so old
they got mold
when b-tches are round me they come & smoke bowls
hit up my line just to see if i’m fine
drinking & smoking of course imma ride
counting, counting sheeps in the sky
you drop by my crib like, hello bye-bye
i can’t see your face, i’m to fucked i’m losing my mind so
four shots till find out who, why, when, where, am i gonna
i can…
(aye!)
you never could hide me
my diamonds are shiny
i feel like a hypebeast
i pull up in raris
& i got diamonds on my face
(yeah.)
i got gucci on my waist
(huh?)
i got yeezy’s just for runnin’
(b-tch.)
but i’m only runnin’ in place
reese’s puffs, reese’s puffs
(yo!)
wiggas gotta go
put a cap in their -ss
cause i murder with this flow
put the cash in the bag
with a snapback
in the backpack
wigga hashtag
rip x
& i got the money, from pursuing
like a white girl, after suing
all these drugs, but not misusing
your confusing
& i’m not
and yo b-tch think i’m hot
you get what you get, & you got what you got
you act like a b-tch & you finna get shot
like
(aye.)
look
imma do it my way!
i can’t see your face, i’m to fucked i’m losing my mind so
four shots till find out who, why, when, where, am i gonna
i can…
(aye!)
i’m tastin’ that pussy, john harrison
i am the best no comparison
embarr-ssing
everybody wanna be me
i got ice, and they all vv’s
and your girl see me on t.v.,
and her knees weak
when she see me
(aye!)
man, yo b-tch is so loose
i do not fuck with that shit like a noose
put that shit all around up on my neck
i only know cause i’m giving her head
i called up your girl and she came to my place
& she road on my d-ck, like i came on her face
& i’d c-m on her tits but shes wearing all lace
& she swallowed my children, yo what a disgrace
but hey!
don’t call me rich cause i’m dumb rich now
i got ice on my wrist cause i’m dumb rich now
i got b-tches on my line that i done k!lled out
i got niggas on my side that i done k!lled out
i can’t see your face, i’m to fucked i’m losing my mind so
four shots till find out who, why, when, where, am i gonna
i can…
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