Jah, Jah, Jah (ha, ha) See me, pass jungle (sniff) You can't, see
1] It's the of your bitch She catch and dimension the shit She got tensions tattoo'd to the brim That looser than the screws in my new gun and shit So take your mula, pop medulla, get to and shit Wifing the bitch, mistakes push brigade out of they her braids, living with mama for the rest of the days Ain't seen the space, shit, a young all the homies, bet her pussy feel spectacular She gon' stunt in shades and buy a thousand dollar lipstick Ever had a thousand dollar dick kiss? Well I did, hi kids that she Head no brain, go insane, but she gon' stunt In letterman, in my letterman, in my letterman
See, Can't the jungle, or...nah
2] You see my raps, became Posting portraits of and gin [?] More annoyed than an [?] [?] block detergent, merging for purpose notice that I was soaking in lotion Running the motion, was not a notion Hoping that Lexis open for Fuck it I'm ducking, and jumping off to New I'm wheeling, dealing, Pop pill and I'm like villain
Ah, fuck feelings, young nigga Uh uh, aye, jah jah jah Fucking to your head All you dead, uh Haha, we don't play that Basically, you a g, basic bitch, haha Ha-ha, dutty, dutty No doubt, so dutty, dutty Uh-huh, nigga's peaked, uh, haha Rest in peace to mama, with the drummer, ha I a llama, ha, teacher, yuh