Jacob Alexander - Keepyourdistance

Pull up up on em fast
Hopin i dont crash
Worried about me? nigga chase a bag
Oh you seem real mad right now
Yeah yeah
Okay
Hold up right here

Oh she said she done? Guess it on to the next
You can keep on hatin' while i'm getti'n all these checks
Frozen water, Drippin' from my chest
Revenge on my body, I just tuck it in my vest
I been on my own shit
Niggas tryna clone shit
And you ain't slick
Hold up lemme take a hit
Don't need to breathe
Please, Keep your distance
You can't get what's on my feet
Bitches
And they thirsty on my feed
But don't blame me
I ain't even try shit
They just in my comments cause tryna be my bitch
But these hoes ain't worthy, As a side chick
You already know, Just a studio hoe
Surrounded by lames, I can't take it no more

Yeah
Mhm
I'm up next
Jacob Alexander, Playboi
You know what the deal is

Playboi in the cut
Dominatin', Tryna get my digits up
I'm a young boy, but you should wake up
Cause i got what it takes
This some real shit nigga, Fuck what you make
You can say I"m cocky, but I know what I'm doin'
So fuck it stop me
Tryna get a foreign
And a bitch that ain't borin'
But I don't think that it's possible
You can try to please me but it's really not probable
Call me in a year when my shit is whats poppin'
I got shit droppin', You can call it Cottonelle
17 years old, Goin' up and i can tell
No i ain't slowin' down
So hit it from the back, and you know ima film
But oh well

Written by:
Jacob Henrriquez

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