Jersey Boy - Ain't None (feat. Kason Miller)

Bruh how long is you gonna take on this album
Like, is that shit ever gonna drop
I'm just sayin' like, niggas been waitin'
It's been like two years, you good?
Had make sure my timing perfect, look at the way that I'm swervin'
Not too often get nervous, caught a body that's murder (Murder)
Better than whatchu done heard of, just sit back I'ma learn ya
I be blessed I deserve it, yeah I was raised in them churches (Preach)
A decade in the armed services, my life it got purpose
I be well connected even overseas I got service
I be spendin' the surplus if you got envy then purge it
If I hit ya iMessage better reply back like it's urgent
You see these diamonds is flawless, plus my woman is gorgeous
I been outside winnin' and it's making 'em nauseous
Yeah I'm full of good energy, your crew full degenerates
Reputation got blemishes, you rap like Ellen DeGeneres
I been out in Los Angeles, got a problem I'll handle it
I been feastin' you famishin', make one call and you vanishin' (Poof)
Peelin' off like a Band-aid I'm makin' off like a bandit (Skrrt)
Rep my state got it branded (Jersey) they hate but I don't understand it, nah
You ain't really sayin' none, sayin' none, sayin' none,
Sayin' none, sayin' none, sayin' none, bitch you
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none
I just swerved on 'em, swerved on 'em, swervin' up
Swervin' on, swervin' up, swervin' up, bitch you
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none ay!
Louis, Gucci & Fendi, thin line between love and envy
Bruh my pockets is heavy, got a Beyonce don't want a Becky
Girl when I say gimme you let me, I'm the wave ride me like a jet ski
Get it poppin' like Henny wit Pepsi, don't you stop baby you sexy
You badder than all of ya besties, I'm strokin' both of ya breastes
Went and cuffed you girl you arrested, you all I wanted for breakfast
I want the head not the headaches, all of our sessions is epic
Even bigger than what you expected, I need to release this pressure
Baby come get you some would you look what you done (Woah)
Baby you get me sprung, do me good tell it get numb (Woah)
Babygirl what you want, I promise we'll have some fun (Woah)
Let's go get to it, that seventy minus one (Woah)
So impressive, what a gesture, teach me lessons, give me pleasure
Give you more and never lesser, want it gentle or aggressive
Where you think you goin', releasin' all them pheromones
Dr-dr-dr-drop it low, I'm talkin' baritone
You ain't really sayin' none, sayin' none, sayin' none,
Sayin' none, sayin' none, sayin' none, bitch you
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none
I just swerved on 'em, swerved on 'em, swervin' up
Swervin' on, swervin' up, swervin' up, bitch you
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none
Ain't none, ain't none, ain't none ay!
You think you poppin' but I ain't aware of ya and I'm right in ya area
I'm miles ahead of ya nigga no one is scared of ya
I know a couple a dread heads down to shoot it like Predator
Got a 5 star steakhouse hookup shout out to my cousin Erica
Rockin' Somewhere In America, don't want no Panamera
That's just Volkswagen, hoes braggin' loose lips sinkin' ships that'll leave you
Toe taggin', niggas draggin' tryna to tell you that its fashion
This ain't a pageant, bruh I call you captain cappin'
Th- th- th- throwin' at a fever pitch, bustin' out the cabin
You ain't never seen a lick, twin Glocks, yeah I call them Double Dragon
I'm tryna get me rich, 'cause I need that AMG G-Wagon
When I post a pic I'm only typin' facts up in my captions
You act like a bitch, bunch of hoes is all up in your faction
You look like target practice, I shoot like March Madness
My wifey ain't got no plastic, not even the credit card
Your girl face lookin' tragic, why did you even go get involved

Written by:
Kason Miller, Robert Collins Jr

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