jahmed q&a // woosah şarkı sözleri

This shit kind of random, I don't have a clue Why you hit me for the answer? Bitch, I'm not the scoop I'm a nigga with a tantrum, I'm not in the mood Don't you bang on my line, lil' bitch, I'm at the stu' This shit kind of random, niggas think we cool Jumping in my inbox tryna get the scoop Think we bloody like a Red Sox but you bleeding blue Tryna match the vibes, lil' nigga, who is you? Ayy, tryna get a lick of a nigga, why you do that shit? Word of mouth I got a bag off my new rap shit You want me to split the check in half on some KitKat shit? You wasn't with me in the field, need to get back, bitch You killing vibes tho Treason women get no love in my ride tho Wood grain tipping 44s like I'm Mike Jones Bumping Sada you get nada this a tight rope I work hard for enchiladas, watch the pie grow Blue checks Dm lit she want be with me Asking bout my old bitch, is she in my memory? She broke a nigga down bad to my heart bleed I would whip it off a cliff but lost my car keys This shit kind of random, I don't have a clue Why you hit me for the answer? Bitch, I'm not the scoop I'm a nigga with a tantrum, I'm not in the mood Don't you bang on my line, lil' bitch, I'm at the stu' This shit kind of random, niggas think we cool Jumping in my inbox tryna get the scoop Think we bloody like a Red Sox but you bleeding blue Tryna match the vibes, lil' nigga, who is you? Tryna match the vibe that's a no go Old homies in my DM like, You on, bro Broke niggas in my DM you a goof troop It ain't congratulate then that shit is fufu Me nappy cut then thee brim sitting real low Disconnected from my phone moving real slow Niggas off promethazine moving real slow Popping pills snatching dreams you niggas still roll Back to the discussion bitch my pockets bussin' You want a piece you a fraud, dawg, I come from nothing You wasn't with me in the boofy when the breaks was bussin' Two hour rest work made I'm late for the 8th day I gave this shit all I had Now see when I wake up I put one foot on the floor And another foot in a bitch ass man Old sweet, since when have you been great to me, bitch? Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Yeah, look Down bad but watch me make it happen Pocket change and then you pop up like magic David Blaine Ayy, quit playing bro What kind of deck inside yo hand though? Don't let that queen get my heart, dawg, no joke What's up your sleeve like that ace card? I started seeing funding so they put me on the radar They want a piece of check so they hunt me 'til my grave yard Until I face God until I, 'til I fade off You get a hunnid grand can't even split it with yo day ones 'Cause that man inside yo pocket and he actin like a day one Unless yo skin color is the same as Bernie Madoff They takin all yo ends, watch them pimp you with no days off I ain't got to worry about no motherfuckin' Pandemic check to save my black ass Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah Woosah, woosah, woosah, woosah
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