Based Jd - Hectic

Shit get hectic when your blood start switchin on ya
Hit a switch cut em off
Get to dippin on em

4 am up grinding yeah thats how it go
Niggas ain't been the same since i hit the door
Niggas see me flexing all day
So now they tryna hate
Throw salt in my way
Tryna front on my play
But im still icy
Shawdy slurpin like a icee
Niggas wanna fight me
And these shawdies tryna sice me
Cause my flow too official
Want me kiss her toe like a mistle
Blow my fucking whistle
Blow up like a missle
Call me Nagasaki the way i blow up
She want me to lie and say she glo'd up
So i tell her what she wanna hear
Then she whisper in my ear
Tell me she got no fear
Demons all in me so i look em inna mirror
Step on niggas with my acgs
Skippin letters like acd
Niggas dont need a cd to sell records like a blank
Diss
This a blank diss to them niggas that be fakin
Cause this cash accumalatin (wait what)
So im rakin and my wrist steady flakin
Like ohh shit its cold
Ooh shit she bold
Money old as mold
Jd never fold
Ridin in that black thang like im obama
Keep playin nigga boutta scoop yo baby mama
And take to her to a better life
With some better pipe
With some better white
Whoa wait what you mean you know i dont wife
Idgaf how these shawdies feel
Im cold on the inside like the inside of my coupe
Seats painted white and it got no roof
Ima fucking dog so i tell bitches roof
Got asian shawdy slurpin lomein like some soup
Og skywalker came and and it boof
Jd be a tank so im smokin on that dank
Shawdy got some cheeks so it make me wanna faint
Hit a skugup ona bitch
Yeah im ruthless in this bitch
Bring my tool up in this bitch
And my pockets they devour
Got my tulip in this bitch
Aint talkin bout no flower
Got that power
Smokin sour
Pressin bitch niggas like some cowards

Rappin on the beat thats what i do yeah
Bitches on my dick i thought you knew yeah
Rappin on the beat thats what i do yeah
Bitches on my dick i thought you knew yeah

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Based Jd

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