Jay Foreign - 50 Bars

Talking that hot shit all on the gram
Only 16 on my neck 20 bands
I shoot my shot, I don't miss you a fan
Think about suicide Kurt Cobain
Hit ah bitch from the east side don't know her name
You know my body got heat propane
Feel like lil Uzi no lo mien
Ice on my neck Jonny dang
She wanna fuck she gonna come meet the gang
Shots hit his body he feeling some pain
Walk in the spot strapped up with ah Draco
He talking hot he get left with a halo
Put the chrome to his brain cook it up alfredo
I'm going hard like I'm balling for Pangos
4 them ass lacking, we caught him in 4k
And if you talk hot I send shots to your door way
I hit that bitch once turn her to a throw away
She get it bussing she suck me in broad day
I used to kiss on this bitch in the hallway
I gave her a choice and that bitch went the wrong way
All of my killers got a d h d
All my killers impatient
Can't fuck with niggas I'm t t b
Gun start getting temptation
I put my blood my sweat my tears
I'm from the bottom like basement
Hit that bitch once that's all I need
I do not want no relation
I put ah treesh in the air like DeAndre
I make them sing like Beyoncé
We caught an opponent, cannot see his fiancé
Hang that boy up in the hallway
I got a mask on me, you can all lay
Find his body in a small lake
I'm a demon in the eyes you can see it
That's because I took the hard way

Written by:
Oluwabunmi Obasa

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