Jwett Stalkin' (feat. T.F.E Jayskii, T.F.E CARI & T.F.E Palmerboy)

Pop a oxycodone then I mix the lean up with the Sprite This shit ain't no game, this shit for real, you might just lose your life Bet' not be no lesbian 'cause bitch we strapped up like a dyke Took a lot of shit to get my name I had to earn a stripe Making money during school hours screaming f*ck the rules Wasn't learning shit bout making cheese so I was skippin' school Bet' not come up in this clubhouse without no "mousketool" City way to small to slip with opps, you'll get smoked like a fool Heard you know this phrase I'm tryna hit you where it fuckin' hurt 223's, they rip thru trees, I came to put you in a hearse Heard them last niggas did 'em bad but we gon' do 'em worse Coolin on the block, just smoked a opp, then Zay just sent the verse Can't shop with you city plugs, my shipments come from overseas Hunnids they so blue, it match my fit, I think I'm rollin C's Guilty as they come, we go to trial, I'll never cop a plea Coolin by myself when I don't rap I try to smoke in peace We use tools to fix our problems we not with that net talkin' You come in my room, you givin' head 'cause this the neck office Buddy called my phone and say, "it's cut" but it's that fet talkin' Arabs teach me jwett, so like I'm Stunna, bitch I'm jwett stalkin' Say it's beef Put it on my head Nigga put in work Off them yerks Prayin' on my soul, like I had a curse Niggas pussy, jumpin out on who F*ck nigga got burnt Speakin' on my dawg, quickest way your boys got on a shirt If I say it's smoke then gang pop out And let's start chiefin' This lil bitch been suckin' dick all night I think this bitch been feenin' She said, "boy you reckless as da fuq" I do it for a reason I hit this lil bih raw then pull it out And told her catch a season Ion sweep, but if you want the beef I can teach you sum' Used to hate the gas Now yo partner fuckin' up my lungs 223's and 556's only fillin' up this drum I stay down with the realist That made me the chosen one Imma break bread and step hard Just for gangnem Ghost rider We got all the smoke We gon' flame 'nem I've been snappin' hard That's why they hatin' I can't shame 'nem Hurricane Ian, wet his block We gone rain 'nem Thuggin' on the block with the mops Spill on aisle 4 Fine bitch, I know she a hoe She from Idaho Blicky get to stickin' get too blickin' Now his partner gone Tyler want Jayda Wayda You get her, I'll get Rubi Rose Can't shop with you city plugs, my shipments come from overseas Hunnids they so blue, they match my fit, I think I'm rollin C's Guilty as they come, we go to trial, I'll never cop a plea Coolin by myself when I don't rap I try to smoke in peace We use tools to fix our problems we not with that net talkin' You come in my room, you givin' head 'cause this the neck office Buddy called my phone and say, "it's cut" but it's that fet talkin' Arabs teach me jwett, so like I'm Stunna, bitch I'm jwett stalkin'