Jet Kingtay - Jet Flow 4

Huh
Baby you got something in ya', baby you got something in ya
Baby you got something in ya', nose
Baby you got something in ya', baby you got something in ya
Baby you got something in ya', nose

Baby you got something in ya', baby you got something in ya
Baby you got something in ya', yeah
Baby you got something in ya', baby you got something in ya

Mackin' at the club, Mackin' at the mall
It's a lot of 10s so I gotta approach them all
Which one of yo' friends is gonna come to the spot
Hold on baby girl, don't act like you not a thot

Tryna get the head, tryna do the dash (swerving)
She eat me while I'm drivin', man I'm finna crash
Some of y'all puff puff and forget to pass
Mackin' on a bitch and she gon' shake that ass (shake it)
I'm just tryna bend her over and beat her down (down)

Thumb in her butt, I think I made her growl (grrrr)
Hit her with the meat, got me feelin' clever
When I slaughter the pussy, she know me forever (yea)

You got something in ya' nose(nose)
I don't really know
Rappin' on this shit, straight from the dome
You know it's really me, I am on a team
She gon' come with me, she's on my next read
Subbed her in for another bad bitch

For her name was fuckin', come and see me, I'm a savage
Hit me, see me, some of my money, but I'm a maverick
Everybody think I be ballin' like the Mavericks
Nah, I'm just rappin

Cause you know I'm out here spazzin' quit the bappin
Cause you know I'm finna get it with the critics
I just wanna silence the critics with this one though

They said I can't ain't rap
So I proved them wrong
And I'm longing
For something secure
If you think you can beat me
In a verse
yeah
Hit my phone

Written by:
Deonta Burton

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