Lyrics:
shiny little things
What can I say? I'm like a young Black Biden with a trim (woo)
Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz
Takin' pictures with my
floor
Why don’t you meet me on the dance floor
You’ve been on my mind, Jill Scott
Said let’s take a long walk, Jill Scott
I see you living your life like
cant drip like me
Imma roll up with the rarri when a nigga get rich
Imma jay do me nigga stuck in the clouds
Higher the scott i can reach
I am jay
an informant
Put the folks in my business, gotta set court appointments
Gotta suit up with lawyers, damn, this how we rockin'
They copyrighted my name
life with your Twitter thumbs
Get found on the lake with a missing arm
I'm from the Land of the Heartless original member you know what my city own
My
but the type
Of bullet that stuck had went against his will
As blood spilled on your hands
My plans rather vindictive
Everybody's a victim in my
Right Hand Man
Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so
that Tyler wrote
This is Ace
Wolf is in the back with Travis snortin' coke
Riley's here, Connie's dead
Pickin' pussy pisses pike she won't leave
Dick
You know my mama sewed clothes for Bertha Wrunklewich
That lady who I always thought was rich
And I considered her with awe and wonder when she
life
Yeah, His hand is on your life (woo)
His hand is on my life
I don't care what they said about you
His hand is on your life (yeah, yeah)
I
off the bar quick, lifted it up and said
"Here's to you sucking my dick"
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your
waters
All of life's abundance in a drop of condensation
Dip your hand in Heaven's waters
I, I have my reasons to doubt
The white light eases
rollin' with them Brooklyn boys
You know how I be when you start livin' large
I control my own life, Charles was never in charge
No sitcom could teach Scott
life
(Right?) but I also know that as a man
Some mud can turn to blood
When you want it off your hands
Woke up from my street dream
Came up with a master
drinking from the bottle
You took my heart, and you held it in your mouth
And,
With the word, all my love came rushing out
And,
Every whisper, it's
Through my hand catch me tweaking
Seeing myself in the mirror
Don't know if I'm breathin'
I'm just insane
And my mind wonders wanting to go
Floating through
I'm going shine in the Stu
With Connie
Just Copped a bottle it's a fifth
Denver Colorado in a spliff
40 Wit the hollows in the clip
Got a lot of models
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
And Travis Scott was hyped
Penis be smelling like Among Us
You look like your name is Gus
Brains of Albert Einstein
Can't get out of her mind
It's a quarter
through your life
Shadows of the night
Mysterious, shadow shadows in the night
Take my hand and hold on tight
Lights life, spread joy, turn up the love
in, we're comin in
[Dred Scott]
AND, to make sure they wouldn't try that again
Hit one in the head with a bottle of gin
Seen the next one reach to go
you wet like some April showers
May I pollinate your flower
In the stuffing baking for hours
Jill Scott the fire to her boiler
Like Drake I'm her
'til I'm paid, in the grave or landing (standing)
Guess I'm paid off trappin'
I if I get locked with opps
I'll rock my sock, I ain't chillin' with
put a hole in your son while he's holding your sun chips
While you're over there with a chip on your shoulder
Like you Hova or some shit
Your flow is
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