Jay Shades - Still J-A-Y (feat. Manny Giuseppe)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Still
Jay Shades made this hoe
Still
Yeah you know
Time to take it slow
Like I'm rowing boats
Do the most
Yeah she like the coat
I ain't talking bottles
Still
The heart is hollow
Watch her swallow
Uh
Put ya hands up like a robbery
I'm on it like my property
Ain't a soul here stopping me
ima Keep it Rollxn till it's obsolete
I'm Apex
Yes I'm so elite
That's In in my head not what you see
Those baby rhymes those 123's
Boy I don't need to drop my quality
For these hoes to see the best of me
Bud stay on deck like sweet life
Put that bitch in check and now she mine
Boy I'll break ya neck and sleep tight
Bust a grape on her face
Like a food fight
Oooh
Jay to the Shades
Uh
My soul is misplaced
Can you tell when u kiss on my face
Pussy's my place
I Eat it I'll clear the plate
I hit then give you ya space
I ain't come to play
But if you prefer a game
You can still play while screaming my name
And Fuego the gang
I want the money
Man fuck all the fame
Extinguish ya flame
You salty not missing a grain
Ooh
I put you through pain
The fuck is your name
I don't care it's all the same
Beats so toxic
I'm fuckin up the environment
Still
Bitch I Dropped no more trap
There's no retirement
Still
You can't grasp
You Got a flat?
Get your tires fixed
Off my dick
Hop off that
Yeah You riding it
Beats so toxic
I'm fuckin up the environment
Still
Bitch I Dropped no more trap
There's no retirement
Still
You can't grasp
You Got a flat?
Get your tires fixed
Off my dick
Hop off that
Yeah You riding it
If a nigga want static
Let em have it
Bitch I got a new pattic
It's fantastic
And my bitch is not basic
She not average
Don't never try to test me
I'm a savage
Got the gun off safety
It go crazy
And my bitch dirty dancing
Patrick Swayze
I'm like Annie are you okay
Michael Jackson
Don't never try to test me
I'm not lackin
Turn your brains into fractions
Not a decimal
I like all this fuckin green
Like a fuckin vegetable
And ya bitch say she loyal
She a dirty slut
She will call you on the phone with my dick all in her gut
I don't even smoke weed no more
I want the smoke
Yeah I'm murdering this beat
Fuck her then I make her choke
I don't even take you serious nigga cause you a joke
I don't even take you serious nigga cause you a joke
Plus I got hella enemies
Niggas tryna get rid of me
Smoking weed that's my remedy
Boosting my creativity
Kill you you be a memory
Niggas is not offending me
Plus I got all this energy
Diamonds hittin got clarity
Got more money than charity
Better know your priorities
Fuckin girls in sororities
Bitches give me authority
I know I'm getting off-topic
Im probably high no hydraulics
I see it nigga I cop it I see it nigga I cop it

Written by:
E. Pearerson, Jamesdavid Hill

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