Jet Kid - Tone Down (feat. Kingbaze)

I'm back with another one, man
You feel me
They say I'm too hype, but I really be toned down
on some lit shit
They say I'm too hype, but I be toned down
Let me rock the mic and sing my song now
Sippin' on that lean, it got me gone now
Smokin' on that dope, I'm in my zone now
They say that he didn't, but he did do it
I heard too much lies, man, I been through it
They say it ain't hard, well, come and show me different
Show me what's your preferance, let me see you rip it
I hope you go harder just to prove your difference
And you claimin' that you street okay, we finna see
I'm so astronomical, I keep them criticals
Anything you niggas say to me, it be so pitiful
Your girl love this dick, she say it's memorable
Keep it on my waist, this shit on manual
And no, I do not lie, this shit is factual
The way I go so hard, this shit a ritual
Niggas talkin' crazy, I pull up, he ain't gon' talk the same
Diss me on the internet
Fuck you pussy niggas, I ain't into that
Made the money, spend the money, then I get it right back
They say I'm too hype, but I be toned down
Let me rock the mic and sing my song now
Sippin' on that lean, it got me gone now
Smokin' on that dope, I'm in my zone now
They say that he didn't, but he did do it
I heard too much lies, man, I been through it
They say it ain't hard, well, come and show me different
Show me what's your purpose, let me see you rip it
Got a mega on me every time I hit the club
Thuggin' with my brothers, so the haters showin love
Fuck a nigga, fuck a feeling, know we cuttin' up
Got a couple bitches lookin', know I'm tryna fuck
357, gen 4, yeah, I love my Glock
Say the word, you wanna spin, I can spin your top
44 days, yeah, I spunt em on the block
Comin' four to zero ways, look, mama, I'm on Fox
Tick tock, ayy, tick tock
Fuckin' on the thottie, I fuck and she kick rocks
I been killin' for a hobby, I'm feelin' like Kakarot
I done bought this whole designer she thinkin' I'm generous
Uh, uh, damn, you want some coughin' shit
Uh, uh, damn, you got Corona, bitch
engine got a semi, my motor, it's runnin' heavy
Put some berries on my ice, now I'm callin' a Burberry
Got the fie from out the shop, so I keep me a Virgin Mary
Tell them crackers try and catch me runnin' like Tommy Jerry
Ha ha ha, hey, man, they really thought they could keep up with me, though
Ha ha, tell them crackers tone down
Yeah, JKG, bitch

Written by:
Basil Sloly Jr, Deangelo Hamilton

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