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