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Three-peat
Jazz
Three-peat was released on April 19, 2025 by Johari as a part of the album Comforts of a Jaded Mind
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Release DateApril 19, 2025
LabelJohari
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johari Turner
Johari Turner
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johari Mali Turner
Johari Mali Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johari Turner
Johari Turner
Producer

Lyrics

Fleeting moments, TV going, fighting the doctrine
Treachery gon' find you, Alice, this ain't Wonderland
But even if it was, the evil lurks where humans live
And I've been feeling dastardly, true monster, amongst men
She want my king cobra, then come over
She barking like a Rottweiler when I bend her over
Know my ancestors smiling, your boy was chosen
I might be flawed, but you never gon' be the judge of me
Luckily, I cast myself away from lifeless fiends
Tryna suck me dry, pause, of all my energy
Attending to my mental, this isolation been gifting me
Epiphanies, out the ass, I'm a new theologist
Gynecologist, baby girl, I hit the spot, I did
Screaming out obscenities, Lord, please forgive
The boy that you molded, coming closer to a man
Just hope these people understand, I'ma make them understand
Like, bitch, you cannot fuck with me, no
Bitch, you can't fuck with me, no
Bitch, you can't fuck with me, no
Bitch, you can't fuck with me, oh no
Bitch, you can't fuck with me, yeah
Oh, oh no, bitch, you can't fuck with me
Bitch, you can't, huh, ay, bitch, you can't
Better educate yourself before you come to me
Make a mistake, slip up, trip up, I'm like Mighty Mouse
Without haste, finna clean you up
Dad made me take the trash out, the habit just stuck
Mama told me be a cash cow, but art would be enough
Had to convince him, but I think they see now
Each word is worth a million bucks, I'm never in a rut
So what the fuck you talking about
A **** is the rawest out the south
Take your girl account, I mean
Fuck what y'all **** pouring
I'm a poet, I can't worry about what's in your cup
Tryna be like Weezy or like Mamba, think I'm in the season
For three-peatin', appealing
Complete domination in the field
Over-seasonin', the game is tastin' hella savory
No, there's no taming
She call me country tangy, wants to entertain me
Baby, that's up my alley, then I'm gon' throw the alley
LeBron and Wade, I'm wildin stylin
My fits look like a thousand
I got this from Goodwill
My fortune told me just stay still
The silence holds the guidance, lets you jump across those hills
Surrounded on the island, I'm at peace, the pen fulfills
The nutrients, pure prudency, who defeats me
No enemy shall falter me
Mosquitoes buzz obsessively
The pests all hush when flames in reach
My spit they fear
No conscience, I'll be honest
I don't know how I got here
Be honest with me
Be honest with me
Be honest with me
Be honest, huh
Be honest, huh
Be honest with me
Be honest with me
Be honest with me
Be honest, huh
Be honest
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
Hey, bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
Hey
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
Hey
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Fuck no, just like ceelo
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Bitch, you not fuckin' with me
No
Young, Poindexter
The words I say enough to cure cancer
Brilliant banter, reason why commitment's cancel
I think I make the channels
MTV and Grammy, pop up with a family
My bitch look just like Zazie Beats
I beat the goonies down, then go hop straight up on a beat
The word around my town, the name Johari holding wait
Something like a crown, they like my linguistic style
What did I say took me a while
Study, Hughes the struggle, went around and tussled
bled in abundant of ways, traveled like Johnny Boy did
Tryna pave my own way, so I'm safe to have a kid
But I've been runnin' around like I ain't fraid to have no kids
I'm the reason that my parents' dreams ceased to exist
And I hope they don't regret to seed they laid, so I must live
To push, shove, kick, just like Lupe
I'm a bebe kid tryna make it big
What I say, will happen
No friction to my words
Appeared in front of council and they said all in around
The music causing motion, you gon' make it settle down
don't force it, your voice carries the voiceless
Look beyond the red and blue, the plot that's used to control the youth
Money corrupts, what will you do when all vices in front of you
Scary
Written by: Johari Mali Turner
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