Jit Talkin'

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Uh, yeah, yeah
I'm from Florida, bitch I'm a jit
Bitch, you know I'm from the water
And this shit get deep, yeah, uh
Bitch, you know that I'm from Florida, I'm a jit
And you know I'm from the water, so this shit get hella deep
Better get your ass up north, if you can't really take the heat
It get hotter than a bitch, you get burned like first degree
If you f*ck around with me, you gon' f*ck around with my team
I'm just getting hotter, had to turn myself up into steam
Yeah, they call me Freddy Krueger, I be in your bitch dreams
Nah, I ain't gon' fall, but I'm smoking on some leaves
Yeah, I'm smoking on some trees
Yeah, this bitch a bird and I'm buzzing, you know what that mean
Yeah, you better come correct when you come up talking to me
I been stepping on they necks if they come up looking for me
How you hating on the kid, boy, you look like 40 something
Yeah, she give me stupid head, but my shorty far from dumb
Told her I'm a player, baby, don't put me in photo dumps
Bitch, I'm faded Dirk Nowitzki, sipping on that 41
Bitch, I'm feeling like I'm Nipsey, I just hustle while y'all pissy
Push the whip just like I'm Ricky, and I'm smoking on some sticky
Get a cut, I'm feeling crispy, I look like a 10-piece
I been killing instrumentals, guess that shit a deadbeat, uh
I don't do this shit for fun, bitch, I do this shit for funds
From the three, two, I'm the one, yeah, I'm hotter than the sun
Treat these rappers like they one, yeah, all y'all my sons
Yeah, my brother keep a gun with a drum its pack-a-punched
Call Of Duty Black Ops, this weed got me like zombies
Just like I keep my laptop, lil' bitch, I keep it on me
I just sparked another J, I feel like my name Ronny
And man, I heard his music play, that shit, it had me yawning
I just want the bucks, yeah, I feel like Giannis
Why these bitches always fucking cappin', just be honest
This shit more than rapping, yeah, I swear I'll be beyond this
How the f*ck I'm on the stage, I was rapping in my closet
Now I'm popping shit like a can of Coke
They don't gotta ask who's driving, yeah, they know I drive the boat
All this shit is off the dome, like I'm getting faded, baby
That's my brother, not my bro, but we not related, baby
Got 'em hooked just like I'm towing, and my brother, he be toting
They say jit, yeah, you been going, I just told 'em, I been knowing
How you rap and lack emotion, and you rapping like motion
You be cappin' in your rap, but you can't cap about the, uh, way I'm floating
Way I'm floating on this shit
Yeah
Florida boy shit
321, I'm the one, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah

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