SPLAT SPLAT (feat. Mr. FYG) [DEMO]

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JayFro Reywas

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Tell me you not still keeping score
(GO)
We don't go tit for tat
(GO)

If he playing with a torch
Promise we got' bring the ice
If we he playin' with a fork
Promise we gon' bring the knife
You lil niggas still keepin' score
We don't go tit for tat bout stripes
They told the kid to bring some noise
Baby I brought all the hype

Fyg say pour a line
But Jayfro don't you spill the sprite
If the door latched closed then we kicking it open
Minimum we gon' try
Best believe I'm down to crunch
But baby I can't stay the night
Tryna have income in all 50 states
Like let the revenue pay the lights
Been a hustler since shorties
Remember in middle school
I was selling t bags as loud
Now that we bloomed as individuals
I flex with a cap and gown
MajorFYG runnin' the town
With the sound
But we aim for the globe
Team so solid
We look like Giannas, Shaq, magic, and Moses Malone
Where I'm from
Flahhh, Splatt
Spaghetti get knocked straight out ya dome
That's why I move divine timing
Told my og i'm making it home
For all my people dead and gone
You living through me when I'm writing these songs
I ain't never care bout a fork in the road
I brought a knife
And made my own
Saucy
I need my shit like dijon mustard
Bossy
Baby I been that nigga since we was on custard
Hardly
These niggas fucking with me
That's not a problem
Arby's
You a bum lil boy so you categorized at the bottom
Never gave a f*ck 'bout a nigga who hot
Cause these clamps gon' make him froze
Growing Up I never had opps
Only obstacle
I crossed off fasho
On the block back our old days
Now if we pop out
We in that mode
If that boy think he on fire
Pour gasoline
Watch him explode

If he playing with a torch
Promise we turn him to ice
If he playin' with a fork
Promise we gon' bring the knife
You lil niggas still keepin' score
We don't go tit for tat bout stripes
They told the kid to bring some noise
Come on Baby
I brought all the hype

(YESSIRRRRRR)

This sound like alarm clock
Alerting you I'm next up
This sound like a bomb drop
Aint talking Hiroshima
Baby we some street sweepers
We clean blocks all season
I done told you ass a hunnid times
I still ain't change my reason
New me a jawn from the Philippines
Finna go get her a visa
My niggas like some centipedes
How they came up from the trenches
I like my lil baby dolled up
I'm talking fresh like easter
Baby girl I told you a hundred times
Still ain't change my reason

Mob ties in my family ties
We go to war like Bautista
We was fucked up a lot of times
We still never need fema
I done played with a lot of dimes
I juggle coins chuckle cheeses
I juggle coins chuckie cheeses
We shed tears for the life we living
Like f*ck a bad decisions
We ain't even know our true potential
Now we ball out Like Quidditch
Baby I ain't JK when I say she Rollin
Lisa Simpson
I ain't talk BART
But I'm in Cali rockin' yellow denim
I don't f*ck w carts
OG kush smoker
I like crushing skittles
I don't even know her name
But I think it's piper
How she pick my pickle
From a jungle with shooters and thieves
I learned to navigate the game when I was little
And I'm drew breeze
Cause I play this to a T
And I play my position
And I got the rock on lock
Like I'm Chris Paul
So you can't knock my pivot
Active on defense
Jose Alvarado
Hope you don't think this no scrimminage
Supply for the team
If it ain't for the whole load
I ain't fucking with it
Baby Girl I'm like that
In real life

This sound like alarm clock
Alerting you I'm next up
This sound like a bomb drop
Aint talking Hiroshima
Baby we some street sweepers
We clean blocks all season
I done told you ass a hunnid times
Still ain't change my reason

We shed tears for the life we living
Like f*ck a bad decisions
We ain't even know our true potential
Now we ball out Like Quidditch
Baby I ain't JK when I say she rollin
Lisa Simpson
I ain't talk BART
But I'm in Cali rockin' yellow denim

Saucy
I need my shit like dijon mustard
Bossy
I been that nigga since we was on custard
Hardly
These niggas fucking with me, not a problem
Arby's
You a bum lil boy so u categorized at the bottom

Need me a jawn from the philippeans
Finna go get her a visa
My niggas like centipedes
How they came up from the trenches
I like my lil baby dolled up
I'm talking fresh like easter
Baby girl I love you but I'll lie if I say I need you

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