PCJAY - Auntie Slayer(Cheyenne)

Yeah, Wont drown, deep in now
Part time, rappin' on the weekend now
Put the numbers up like the defense down
J touched down, brought the green in town
The freaks in town gon' peep my style
But the smell from where they pee at, vile
Got a leak? I caused it, drippin like a faucet
Nigga, let that sink in now
Young nigga, I'ma get your auntie wet
She say, J, put the blunt down for the sex
I say, hell nah, bitch, you trippin' like the rest
Things change, bitch u fuckin with the best
Things change got a band in the tech
Sauce God, I done got banned from the rec
Rah-Rah, bro just talkin' out his neck
Love all my dawgs and I'm playin' to a check
And shout out Cheyenne
John pull a pipe out on demand
I need a novel to write all my sins
Don't sip from the bottle, spit fire off the pen
Might hit again, it really depends
Goin crazy, I might need a cleanse
But I'm in a party with Barbies and Kens
I might say, I'm sorry, then do it again
Zeke and PC all the way to the end
Hit a blinker, I'm in YodieLand
Keep it a buck, I'm the real dirty dan
Yo man on the corner, he's stuck servin' grams
When I'm feelin' sad, I cope with a bag
You niggas just hope for some ass
Why would I sing when I know I can spaz?
And no you can't see me, don't look through the glass, bitch
No, you cannot see me
Right now, it's just me and PC
Plugged in like we on the TV
Shot a man down, I feel like Ri-Ri
I might hit your mom, I might hit your Titi
J most def, get a cougar freaky
Known' in the streets fora super pee-pee
One pump in and the pee-pee leakin'
Shout out DooDoo G, he geekin
Dog shit on me, it's reekin
' Mary Poppins in my bag
It's often, I'm gon' spaz
M.O.B., these bitches ugly every option, I done passed
L.O.B., we in that field and my niggas goin' for that sack
Yeah, go for the sack
That nigga J make em, stop in' their tracks
Yeah, stop for the racks Anything else, and we pushin' it back
Yeah, a young nigga black, but I'm rockin off white, Same color as crack
No, I'm not rich, I got a lil' bag I used to be broke, left that shit in the past
Supreme for the shirt and the gas
Straight out the mud, but no dirt on my ass
My nigga slide in a surgical mask
He tied in, never heard of his ass
Skirt off, bitch, I'm Swervin' it fast
She like it when I put the hurt on her ass
Cold nigga, I put some fur on my ass
I took his cheese, hamburger his ass
Heard you talkin' shit, if you really don't like me, come murder my ass BITCH
Just got a cut, boy, you better hide ya auntie
I can whip it up, make a old bitch want me
You ever serve a bitch breakfast in bed?
It get you that shit, have you numb in your legs
Get to the money and thumb up a check
It's about time that I sum up the rest
If you finna talk say that shit with your chest
Dont wanna die with single regret
Life is too short, live that shit to the best
They'll tell you, its checkers, when really its chess
If I'm spittin', you know that it's gold
Gon' be this way till I'm 80 years old
J hit the beat feel that shit in yo soul
J all As, I'm onna roll

Written by:
Jaylen Stewart

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