Jimmy Sandra - Stranger Things

& Shout out Big rich
For lacing me with the kicks
Woo
Look at My face
I’m with the shits
I’m outta place
I should be rich
They gonna hate
I’ll make em sick
Ex & my current
I’ll make em kiss
Wet like a torrent
I never slip
Memories blurry
But I don’t forget
I’m in a hurry you know I don’t quit
Surrounded by birdies no I never miss
Surrounded by Curry’s
You know they don’t miss
Don Corleone
I’m all alone making them hits
Grinds all I know
I gotta go
Mom's on the phone I’ll make her rich
Bitch
Play with me
I throw fits
Play with me
I insist
ADC know's I do this
Since ABC’s my time’ll hit
From crazy dreams
To vinyl hits
Bitch
Play with me
I throw fits
Play with me
I insist
ADC know's I do this
Since ABC’s my time’ll hit
From crazy dreams
To vinyl hits
Tell your bitch to stop favoriting my fuckin' tweets!
You must really wanna get into some trouble
Morning shift and longer doubles
I’m no longer in a bubble
I don’t really wanna get into a club or
When I get in off the muscle
Turning up all at the W
You don’t really wanna get into a rumble
Tunnel vision in the jungle
Come and ill make sure to humble you
I don’t really wanna go
Get the shovel but I know
What I’m gon' do
Kill another this ain’t nothing new
Drop a body off
I said the booth is full of bodies like my college dorm
You’re not informed
If you try me you should knock it off
No poppin' off if you by me
I mean stop it dog
See I don’t care about your kicks or who you’re shopping from
Man I was really with your bitch in fits from Cotton On
You must be crazy
Maybe It’s been who copping from
It may be laced 'cause I’m the one
But I’m not the one
Yeah
I’m the one no comparison
All y’all rap about's heartbreak, it’s embarrassing
All y’all needa take hard takes at your marriages
And think about it first
Before you do it for the gram again
Woo
You must really wanna get into some trouble
Morning shift and longer doubles
I’m no longer in a bubble
I don’t really wanna get into a club or
When I get in off the muscle
Turning up all at the W
You don’t really wanna get into a rumble
Tunnel vision in the jungle
Come and ill make sure to humble you
I don’t really wanna go
Get the shovel but I know
What I’m gon' do
Kill another this ain’t nothing new
It ain't
It ain't nothing new
I mean stranger things have happened right?
NYC to AZ
Jimmy to the Sandra

Written by:
J Slay, Jesse Toscano

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