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Justice Jenkins
Justice Jenkins
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Texty

Yo! You know what time it is? You see the watch? You see the neck? Ice drip, haha, yeah! Time to get right with the ones who been tight And take over the world like we supposed to Stayed few hours to count up the money They acting like we ain't supposed to Four in the morning we still in the mood to get rowdy You probably get told to Keep it a hunned, I'm realer than what you got on man Yo shawty ain't told you I got the work Early as hell when I got up at first Call up the nurse Sicker than most of these rappers I heard I got the work Early as hell when I got up at first Call up the nurse Sicker than most of these rappers out here Bout to touch down in the city You want it, just hit me Don't party but stay in the flats Four in the morning, you sleeping like beauty I'm just getting started I cannot relax I was on IG and niggas behind me Insisted on hating and talking that smack Pull up on mama, she calling me suga I need more respect cause I'm sweeter than that People been looking for different Off white on my body so people can see where it's at Call up corona cause niggas ain't taking they shot It's no wonder why they in the back Ain't even finish before you got off of my dick I demand that you bring that shit back Back of the back is a man and he blacker than black Cause he bout to hop out and attack Count up All of my bands I'm proud of All of yo shit I'm tired of Rolling up sleeves cause the blood don't leave At this time cant afford to get caught up You ain't really bout what you say you about You ain't really down finding ways to get out Hard yell the when I'm kicking in ya door Unannounced, pussy Black a1's on a nigga, so fresh so clean Damn right ima talk my shit Driving on the road so mean, black tint Little salty that they can't see all of my whip House got a few bedrooms, quarter mill for the shit Twenty three, that's some good ass shit Wife in a robe with the pot when I'm home She be down for a lot, that's good ass bitch Time to get right with the ones who been tight And take over the world like we supposed to Stayed few hours to count up the money They acting like we ain't supposed to Four in the morning we still in the mood to get rowdy You probably get told to Keep it a hunned, I'm realer than what you got on man Yo shawty ain't told you I got the work Early as hell when I got up at first Call up the nurse Sicker than most of these rappers I heard I got the work Early as hell when I got up at first Call up the nurse Sicker than most of these rappers out here Look at the ceiling, projecting my image If rappings a scrimmage, I'm running the game Solely invested on running it up, I'm the fuel to the fire My life is a flame Spent too much money at Lennox The wifey complaining like why is you mad at the game Had to go back and tell Louie I need the whole section for someone that's sharing the name Had to get right in the booth Been with the smoke like a poof Boy what you thought I was portraying the truth You always obeying the false I get where you at Taking a pick out the hat Praying that it be the last you gotta do that Surely it ain't so fuck it we running it back They probably ain't ready for that Time to get right with the ones who been tight And take over the world like we supposed to Stayed few hours to count up the money They acting like we ain't supposed to Four in the morning we still in the mood to get rowdy You probably get told to Keep it a hunned, I'm realer than what you got on man Yo shawty ain't told you I got the work Early as hell when I got up at first Call up the nurse Sicker than most of these rappers I heard I got the work Early as hell when I got up at first Call up the nurse Sicker than most of these rappers out here
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