Jazelle Kim - Lucie

These Fake niggas always wanna start shit
Most real niggas don't come at me quick
The way I got the balls to spitting this hard
I went told that nigga to suck on my dick

It's New Age Cleo, Tell that you your bitch
He keep texting me like he wants to get hitched
The fuck do you mean? I don't take on no offers, dumb bitch
I'm only giving demands

Pretty Ricky, the way I grind, these niggas salty
I'm sorry I don't give a fuck, but really it's a hobby
Saucy ass bitch, never worried bout juice
Between the money and a nigga, best believe I can choose

Prioritization, that's my demonstration
Instead of subbing me, send out your location
Send me couple hoes, a perfect combination
You don't fit my character, you're defamation

You heard it from who? You heard it 'bout what?
You ain't heard it from me, then keep your mouth shut
Don't be with the gossip, cause all that shit fake
I cut out that bitch, cause that hoe was a snake

Uh. Oo wee. I talk about it loosely
I be saint, then I be a heathen, worse than that nigga, Lucie

I'm worse than that nigga Lucie
If you ain't a fan, you're a groupie
So come mess with me
Jazelle Kim, high key
Loves some attention, trust me

Don't play with me, I ain't a Toy
You thought I couldn't, cause I ain't a boy
Stay pressing me, but can't iron your shit out
Wrinkles everywhere, like you tired your shit out

I talk my big shit, so busty
Girl Gone Bad, call me Robyn
Don't take it lightly, I bring heavy
You don't want the smoke when I pop in

Back to own flow, cause that one was baby
Not from a baby, but you know Da baby
I'm much like him, but trust me I'm worse
Swear you won't forget, I'm more like your first

Written by:
Ayanda Sibiya

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