Jheez Its Lit Songtext
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Ice Coffee Gang
Crown Royal Gang
Jack Daniels Gang
Gang for anything I like
Danny finna hear this beat and be like, "I like that"
Yellow motherfucker like Matt Groening drew me
Catch me with a blonde Courtney like my name was Jim Belushi
Young kid with some money acting like he came from wealth
Like my Pops is a lawyer but I got all of this myself
Crown Royal Gang
Jack Daniels Gang
Gang for anything I like
Danny finna hear this beat and be like, "I like that"
Yellow motherfucker like Matt Groening drew me
Catch me with a blonde Courtney like my name was Jim Belushi
Young kid with some money acting like he came from wealth
Like my Pops is a lawyer but I got all of this myself
Yeah I'm snooty as fuck, pimp player stuff
I don't get in fisticuffs, them other fuckers gon' get rough
Shit, I'm too pretty to fight
Scoop your chick, I might
UberX that bitch and air b'n'b for the night
Man they ain't fucking with P
You boys ain't built like me
You vegan gluten free, you fuckers don't want bread or beef
We just smile through the doubt
She been sucking for cloud
We say fuck this whole house, we just get wasted on the couch man
Okay, haters can't match this
Do this with some class, show that ass screaming "Yes bitch" (Yes bitches)
Vegetarian substitute with your silly raps
You tryna be the real but we all know you ain't really that
Russel
I walked in like a peasant
Walked on out like a motherfucking legend, alright
Doing my thing and I'm repping Jheez young player, I'm a motherfucking legend
Jheez boy I'm on fire[x3]
Jheez I don't get tired
Nation, you already said [?] fuck what you heard
People saying Pryde ain't this, Pryde ain't that
Fuck that
Donation, One Nation, real niggas, we out
Russel, Russel, Russel
Box logo money, I just spent that on a dinner
Your mom, I'll Paul Finch her and you motherfuckers Stifler
I got enemies that stay friends with me
I've been hated by hipsters
I'm 1-3-3-7, baby take a picture
Clubs say no hats but I wore one
Forget threesomes I want foursomes
And she tell me "Russel I want more cum"
Like Tim I gave that whore tons
Can't smoke too much I got sore lungs
Can't text too much I got sore thumbs
[?] have more sons cause you don't wanna be me so bad
I don't even wanna be me
Insecure, my therapist try to calm me down
Talking shit when they're on the net
But when the boys around, man, not a sound
Wake up Russ we [?]
Please stop with that crying hoe shit
Shit bruh, I think I'm overdosing
False alarm, I'm done rollercoasting
Fuck you and that clique you claim
Stop thinking this shit's a game
Breaking through on that window pane
You'll never hear me try to even quit a game
I don't wanna hear that my shit is overbearing
Man, life is never fair
And I don't wanna go compare my lifestyle to his
Cause you boys know what it is
Russel
I walked in like a peasant
Walked on out like a motherfucking legend, alright
Doing my thing and I'm repping
Jheez young player, I'm a motherfucking legend
Jheez boy I'm on fire[x3]
Jheez I don't get tired
Jheez I don't get tired
I don't get in fisticuffs, them other fuckers gon' get rough
Shit, I'm too pretty to fight
Scoop your chick, I might
UberX that bitch and air b'n'b for the night
Man they ain't fucking with P
You boys ain't built like me
You vegan gluten free, you fuckers don't want bread or beef
We just smile through the doubt
She been sucking for cloud
We say fuck this whole house, we just get wasted on the couch man
Okay, haters can't match this
Do this with some class, show that ass screaming "Yes bitch" (Yes bitches)
Vegetarian substitute with your silly raps
You tryna be the real but we all know you ain't really that
Russel
I walked in like a peasant
Walked on out like a motherfucking legend, alright
Doing my thing and I'm repping Jheez young player, I'm a motherfucking legend
Jheez boy I'm on fire[x3]
Jheez I don't get tired
Nation, you already said [?] fuck what you heard
People saying Pryde ain't this, Pryde ain't that
Fuck that
Donation, One Nation, real niggas, we out
Russel, Russel, Russel
Box logo money, I just spent that on a dinner
Your mom, I'll Paul Finch her and you motherfuckers Stifler
I got enemies that stay friends with me
I've been hated by hipsters
I'm 1-3-3-7, baby take a picture
Clubs say no hats but I wore one
Forget threesomes I want foursomes
And she tell me "Russel I want more cum"
Like Tim I gave that whore tons
Can't smoke too much I got sore lungs
Can't text too much I got sore thumbs
[?] have more sons cause you don't wanna be me so bad
I don't even wanna be me
Insecure, my therapist try to calm me down
Talking shit when they're on the net
But when the boys around, man, not a sound
Wake up Russ we [?]
Please stop with that crying hoe shit
Shit bruh, I think I'm overdosing
False alarm, I'm done rollercoasting
Fuck you and that clique you claim
Stop thinking this shit's a game
Breaking through on that window pane
You'll never hear me try to even quit a game
I don't wanna hear that my shit is overbearing
Man, life is never fair
And I don't wanna go compare my lifestyle to his
Cause you boys know what it is
Russel
I walked in like a peasant
Walked on out like a motherfucking legend, alright
Doing my thing and I'm repping
Jheez young player, I'm a motherfucking legend
Jheez boy I'm on fire[x3]
Jheez I don't get tired
Jheez I don't get tired
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