Judan - Outro

Aye nigga
Hold up
I think I forgot something
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah
Fuck everybody that ever hated
2021 We made it
Threw 50 bands
Tryin hop on a track wit DaBaby
Still goin crazy
Smokin like I'm wit the blazers
If they turn it down
Then Ima remake it
Talkin bout flows
I been changin
Aint talkin bout charges I'm facin
These niggas be feds in the makin
Black is the leather in my Benz
Cocaine the color my bitch
Baking the soda on my brick
Water the whip on my drip
Remember that I hit a lick
Five hunnit dollaz
It didn't make sense
Ima mix potions
A chemistry ting
Turned that bitch Sasha into my fling
And she had a ring
A terrible thing
I did you a favor
I need that shit now
I ain't the department of labor
Don't wanna hear no excuses
Is we fuckin now
Cause I can't fuck later
Bitch I'm in stu
Stop blowin up my line
I told you that I'll see you later
Yes I'm wit some hoes
I don't wanna fuck
They inspire my creations
Big ass and slutty paper
Rest in peace to the greatest laker
I ain't a tax payer
Ima ass slayer
Ima Cash sprayer
And a big rule breaker
Makin every mutha fuckin move major
Can't hold back cut deep like a razor
Big 40 poppa and it aint no taser
Maybe You should stay where it's mutha fuckin safer
Fuck everybody that ever hated
2021 We made it
Spent all this money
Just tryna make it
We goin fo real we ain't faking (Yeah)
I just got a call
The city demanding
That I be runnin for the mayor (Woo)
I don't know bout you
But I'm feelin blue
I'm outchea crippin wit the paper (Ok)
Ain't no big feature
Could make me
I'm the big feature
I'm the big boss baby
Boolin wit my bloodas
Big su woo nigga hold up don't you ever try play me (su woo)
Got folks that'll wet up your ol lady
Do it for fun with a 380
Crips come and chop up your neighborhood
Just know that I'm good in every hood
See I'm confused with misconceptions
Tired of workin and stressin
1 2 3 4
I'm countin on all my blessings
Degenerate
I'd like to say I'm heaven sent
If it aint Judan then there aint no president
A different kind of scent when I'm lit (Woo)
Computerize my words
Make sense
Lucrative I should admit (Yeah)
Leave you star struck
Defense is the best offense bitch (Yeah)
No weapon turned to me shall prosper
Around them white people
I'm not talkin proper
Just swallowed a perc
Thesaurus and a dollar
Posterchild for all the real niggas ballin
This our callin
Propane smokin
Blastin
Throw me in the ocean when I die
Just promote this
Speak in morse code bitch
Please decode this
I'm lost in the pits
Mix coke and percocet
Got me at one fifty percent (bitch)
Ima wordplay architect
With the city on my neck
Put this fuckin beat to rest

Written by:
Mike Soler, Tony Valor

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