Nine Three Twelve

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Jinari Kemet

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One minute nigga let me get loose
I’m coming with the Molotov and finna blow up the booth
Deliver the truth, and tripping like I’m sipping the juice
I look good like I’m stepping out the fountain of youth
So get used to the feeling of me ripping the mic
Sweet Tooth kinda rapper bout to kill it tonight
Duck goose on her pussy cause I’m hitting it right
Fucked twice then I’m dipping I ain’t missing my flight
Right hand on her ass
Left on the steering wheel
Foot up on the gas
Whipping to the dollar bills
In a black mask
Might get a triple kill
If the gat blast
Yo ass getting jacked still
I ain’t the nigga that you wanna antagonize
With bad boy tendencies that Diddy would try to sign
A natural born killer lacking empathy by design
I got a blueprint to make an enemy fall in line
Dark vibes in the air I can I feel them
Friends say I got some shit I need to deal with
F*ck them all I don’t care I don’t need them
Get this money I ain’t worried bout your feelings
Home you mad, why is you tripping
Try to relax, you got permission
No need to ask, shut up and listen
Yeah
Go get you a rack and get off of my dick
You niggas acting like I ain’t legit
But I’m in my bag and it’s making you sick, bitch
At this point in time I done fucked the game up
Doing it all for me for me don’t give a f*ck what they want
But say something imma get you niggas to pay up
F*ck on yo bitch and then I bust a nut in her lace front
Whoa, shit, Ojo tweaking
Dripping like water when the faucet leaking
And he got bars and they’re awesome
You better respect my time don’t talk I’m speaking now
Not nan' not a nigga no Mike Epps
Keep ya girl toes curling like biceps
If I catch you at the gym then I might flex
Flip the bird middle finger f*ck sky sex I bet
My check nigga can't see me
But they be looking like I’m rapping on TV
I give a better wet-Willie than E T
Running game on the whole screen like E3
Dark vibes in the air I can I feel them
Friends say I got some shit I need to deal with
F*ck them all I don’t care I don’t need them
Get this money I ain’t worried bout your feelings
Home you mad, why is you tripping
Try to relax, you got permission
No need to ask, shut up and listen
Yeah
Go get you a rack and get off of my dick
You niggas acting like I ain’t legit
But I’m in my bag and it’s making you sick, oh
Watch got a big face like Nickelodeon
She dropping hints in my note pad going in
Bitch blue clues salt pepper high sodium
High blood pressure got my dick on swole again
Beating up the pussy like it stole something from me
Pepto Bismol she can feel it in her tummy
Anyone can get it, it don’t matter who want it
Never been to Egypt but I'm rapping like a mummy now
This ain’t no, regular, nigga type shit
If you can't see it need to get your eyes fixed
I know you niggas love it when I rip it like this
It’s cold outside could you blame my wrist
Look at my watch yeah it’s about time
I’m an independent nigga imma stay up on my grind
No handouts bro, imma take what’s mine
I can handle anything nigga everything’s fine
Dark vibes in the air I can I feel them
Friends say I got some shit I need to deal with
F*ck them all I don’t care I don’t need them
Get this money I ain’t worried bout your

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