Jaw Morant

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I'm a motherfuckin' dog
Mirror on the wall, who's the baddest of 'em all?
He call me Morant, no one's fuckin' with my jaw
I'm his lil' cutie, but he got me sayin', "Aww"
I only buss it open for a real one
Say he inside, I don't even feel nothin'
If I throw it back, beat it like a steel drum
It's been a minute, baby, I just need to feel somethin'

I don't give him brain, I give him wisdom
F*ck like he got trauma that he probably need to heal from
I been the jump that all these bitches kept it real from
Why would I let a ho tell me shit like the Hilton?
If it's money on the counter, I can live with that
Send the contract to my office with the pen attached
They answer to me, but I didn't ask
All that suckin' up to me, they need some bobby pins to pin it back
Franklins, Jacksons, you know I like to mix and match
It's no back and forth-in' with me, I don't interact
I been smokin' on a simp pack
Shake my ass and make it move like I evicted that, please
Like, f*ck the lease (ah, yes), I'm on my knees
He's an atheist, I give him reason to believe (God bless)
I stole his heart 'cause my cheeks thick as thieves
I don't really want you if I'm just bein' a tease, capiche?

I'm a motherfuckin' dog
Mirror on the wall, who's the baddest of 'em all?
He call me Morant, no one's fuckin' with my jaw
I'm his lil' cutie, but he got me sayin', "Aww"
I only buss it open for a real one
Say he inside, I don't even feel nothin'
If I throw it back, beat it like a steel drum
It's been a minute, baby, I just need to feel somethin'

Left the party after two, didn't make it to the room
Slicin' cake up in his coupe, got no key, it's out of tune
Pussy make his fingers prune
I can't catch a vibe from all these sickos, I'm immune (I'm immune)
If you see me zonin' out, I'm probably schemin'
Sortin' emails while he eat it, I'm egregious
He tryna cuff me, but you can't possess a demon
He's breakin' down in front of me like he's on Genius
Woah, like my mom remarried, only steppin' with my bros
All these blessings for me, you would think I caught a cold
Girlies in the bathroom gettin' higher than my hopes
They don't know how to dap and so I'm teachin' them the ropes
Just call me coach
I know they play the five, all my hoes love to post
Don't start gettin' petty like you polishin' your toes
Callin' out my name, but you don't have it in your phone
So I had to let 'em know

I'm a motherfuckin' dog
Mirror on the wall, who's the baddest of 'em all?
He call me Morant, no one's fuckin' with my jaw
I'm his lil' cutie, but he got me sayin', "Aww"
I only buss it open for a real one
Say he inside, I don't even feel nothin'
If I throw it back, beat it like a steel drum
It's been a minute, baby, I just need to feel somethin'

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