JAAÈ's Catalog (Mashup)

My rhythms really really got crack in it Make me wanna smack them, gotta put some back in it Money on some Biggie, cause i'm really feeling fat with it Feeling like a Thursday, when I but some back in it, crack in it Real nigga, i'll fold you Make 'em double think like they got cold shoes Tell 'em that i'm winter fresh, and that i'm still the best Feeling like DJ Khaled, in'02 Nigga C.T.F.U. you loosing! And these bars ain't simple, still ruthless I do it, it's done in advance I am the parent, you still on them boosters! And that shit ain't real, bitch you boosting And mah songs gone be what they boosting I pop up, and f*ck up ya plans, I am the winner, you just remain loosing You silly ass niggas ain't shit C.T.F.U. Or get blocked, with this brick Hmm Nah I ain't holding ya hand So back the f*ck up, betta slip on a mitten Huh! You niggas ain't fucking with me Move along, nah it ain't nothing to see I am the senator, ended ha, I am not regular, slide on the beat like a fucking Aventador Bitch, I am hungry, attack like a predator, Pen game be ready to eat You should be taking the plea, laser be ready to blink Wipe off his B inna sink Let me rinse, 'fore I catch his prints, riding in the Benz Watch me murk, she bust down and twerk, she gone get this work You niggas is silly, y'all bitches do kill me, y'all really be hating, i'm Tickled Asf Rolling up 'rillas, hot damn i'm a killa, no Bill, ima kill 'em yo dad inna truck Look at my niggas Yeah, all of them tucked Flipping up fingers, but nah we ain't f*ck Bitch, we stack millions, on billions, on trillions, and yeah i'm chameleon Adaptive, Asf! Yeah Yeah Yeah Talking all that shit Tweeting from the pothole, no Pato, but you Duck around Bird Bitch Feeling like Flo' Mili like i'm that bitch And you like a bug, you make mah shit itch When you rap they snoring, yo flow is boring Kick rocks, go hike like that hitch I ain't even wanna go in like this I'm the check point, i'm the goal, trying to get like this I'm the one the wanna be like, wanna look like this How the f*ck you gone be hating? Nigga's still named Chris Showing pictures to they doctors, "Want my face like his" I'll be Rovin' in My Range, with Blacked-out Tint I be chillin' on mah Zen, you can still get hit Ain't no sucka, but i'm counting like the owl with the licks What's Poppingtin? Still at this hoe neck, no gargling Know they D Cee me, no Washington And that Young Fly nigga? I'm higher than, i'm flying in You eyeing in Joe, look we did it, no Biden Bet you think I didn't know you was Bi-den Used to eat the Kitty-Kat, then was ride-in Dick! I'm the shit And 'yuh grand mammies dude is a bitch And I bet you one hundred ain't none of them pulling up Blasting them rounds, and still miss Hatin' on me? Yo name Chris Baby, come look at my wrist Ain't nothing but Apple No Adam and 'Evein But you'z a snake, and you hiss bitch Speed it up, race Word to Blacc Chyna i'm stacking up cake You bothering me, and it's giving headache Bitch, I will pound on yo shit, ain't no cake She dropping it low, you want to hear claps? Then throw 'mo Shout-out that nigga named Mo Bitch, I am cold How the f*ck you ain't know? Finger lick flow like my shit edible Not you hit my line, but in public steady ducking Nigga's bite my Steez, in row? Yeah, they be ducking You tired, Robitussin I'm peaking, but ain't no bussin' My niggas bussin' shots, if you talking shit should be ducking Thought I told y'all bitches i'm good, i'm great Eating good, more green than my salad Look, and I am the man who gon' take thee upper hand Slap 'ya man, it's me I'm bout it Hmm S.O.L.I.D. as a rock Ain't chicken, but it cock Write your own shit? Nigga, I doubt it Hmm Ta-Taking all hush money Follow like a lost puppy Bark, No bite, Stay growling JAAÈ...