J4YY - SuperMan (feat. Hot Youngin)

I can't save a hoe bitch do I look like Superman
I know you be tucked up in the crib so I'm gon shoot your mans
Hold on 223's and 45's catch a opp and do my dance
I put a bandaid on my finger help me go through all these bands
I can't save a hoe bitch do I look like Superman
I know you be tucked up in the crib so I'm gon shoot your mans
Hold on 223's and 45's catch a opp and do my dance
I put a bandaid on my finger help me go through all these bands
Hold on trap been jumpin' just like SkyZone
You don't know but yeah bitch I know
Fuck this bitch make her hit high note
Dick in tummy make her eye roll
White bitch said she like hood niggas
If it ain't bout money bitch I'm good nigga
I catch a opp put em in the wood nigga
They do not know me misunderstood nigga
All of these niggas be tweakin' and shit
They don't want beef like a vegan and shit
Bitch I'm that nigga be speakin' my shit
Iced out Rolex put three on my wrist
If you want smoke there's no room for discussion
Head in the head gave that boy a concussion
They on the net always dissin' and fussin
Catch me a opp see me up and then bust it
I can't save a hoe bitch do I look like Superman
I know you be tucked up in the crib so I'm gon shoot your mans
Hold on 223's and 45's catch a opp and do my dance
I put a bandaid on my finger help me go through all these bands
I can't save a hoe bitch do I look like Superman
I know you be tucked up in the crib so I'm gon shoot your mans
Hold on 223's and 45's catch a opp and do my dance
I put a bandaid on my finger help me go through all these bands
He tried to slide we hit the whip
He tried to run and fell a trip
Don't do no talkin' on the net I'm just gon' empty out the clip
If you a rat and you be droppin' song You better not make a diss
My lil' youngin' shoot up houses We come through and send a blitz
Niggas dissin' on the net They never slide up on the six
Got Lil' Jayy up in the back And he been clutchin' on that blick
And bitch I'm smokin' on your homie Yeah this shit right out the pack
Try to run from MBO You know we hit him in his back
Yeah them bullets got attached
These niggas rats
And I'm countin' up them racks
Yeah I be up in the trap
Try to run and he got clapped
All my niggas stand on business
Niggas dissin' on the net They know I'm countin' up this chicken bitch
I can't save a hoe bitch do I look like Superman
I know you be tucked up in the crib so I'm gon shoot your mans
Hold on 223's and 45's catch a opp and do my dance
I put a bandaid on my finger help me go through all these bands
I can't save a hoe bitch do I look like Superman
I know you be tucked up in the crib so I'm gon shoot your mans
Hold on 223's and 45's catch a opp and do my dance
I put a bandaid on my finger help me go through all these bands
Yeah it help me go through all these bands
Hold on bitch I be spinnin' ceiling fans
Hold on bitch I go shoot you in your mans
Hold on I catch a opp and do my dance

Written by:
Jayy Wilmink, Reggie Calhoun

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