Steph WitDaShot - Jet Fuel

I ain't smilin' for no pictures, I just wanna get the cheese
Bro just said he want the M's but I ain't pull up to the Mickey D's
Late night this lil bitch like to pull up, all she do is strip and tease
I drop a deuce and shook it up, cause I can't let them strip my peace

I pop this perky with promethazine, is when I feel the best
I swear they try to get the best of me, can't let em have success
They want the sauce, they want the recipe, can't give em all the jwett
I'm in the booth right now, got Jet with me, just took off like a jet

I want the Aude mar, the Patek piece, the bust down fully wet
I want them stuffed cigars, a hundred each, them Cubans on my neck
I had to cut the cards, I told the dealer, swing me out my deck
Spot way too hot, swing out 'round back, I took the ball and bounced back

See this 4-5 serve a nigga, get you burnt like Outback
He keep on askin' for blue sherbs, like what's the word, I'm out that
Can't keep your word, love is a verb, I told you no more playin' games
Check my alert and pray to God, like I just know them things came

Right from the sky, like they gone come from heaven
This bitch so thick, and so damn fine, look like she come from heaven
Rockin' palm angel, but swear a nigga fly as hell
Don't know Why they hope I try and fail
These niggas try to ride my boat, all I know is buy and sell

I ain't smilin' for no pictures, I just wanna get the cheese
Bro just said he want the Ms, but I ain't pull up to Mickey D's
Late night this lil bitch like to pull up, all she do is strip and tease

I drop a deuce and shook it up, cause I can't let em strip my peace
I pop these perky with promethazine, when I feel the best
I swear they try to get the best of me, can't let I have success
They want the sauce, they want the recipe, can't give them all the jwett
I'm in the booth rigth now, got Jet with me, just took off like a jet

Got all these baby blues like Pleasure P, Got lil baby like come Pleasure Me
Got this big colt with the compression piece, it'll put em down like Ketamine
Been had said fuck school, my pockets bust, we on that yellow lean
Been said I'm way too nice, got different kinds, still don't know what I mean

Told them niggas, I'm on a different time, they like no I ain't team
I get them bags and then I move faster , just like the Lion King
She see these racks, this bitch say I'm handsome, but I am not your king
She bumped her head, she think I'm the answer, she can't get not a thing

I walked a lot of miles for this shit, I want them M&Ms
I keep my drink dark as a bitch because the light was dim
Now I'm spend this shit just like it's light, my pockets filled up to rim
Told them folks to hold the film, Cause

I ain't smilin' for no pictures, I just wanna get the cheese,
Bro just said he want the M's, But I ain't pull up to Mickey D's,
Late night this lil bitch like to pull up, All she do is strip and tease
I drop a deuce and shook it up, cause I can't let them strip my peace

I pop these perkys with promethazine, when I feel the best
I swear they try to get the best in me, can't let her have success
They want the sauce, they want the recipe, can't give them all the jwett
I'm in the booth right now, got Jet with me, just took off like a jet

Written by:
Stephen Singleton

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