Jay Nice - ZITS

Uh
Flair Jordan on a away game
That mean black Jersey, black gloves
Carry like a freight train
Put in labor I'm bringing great pain
Only knowledge was born to maintain
Then I take aim
I can tell that you niggas ain't gang
Cuz if you was, yo clean white tee
I wouldn't have to make stained
Smoke a coward like da finest Mary Jane strain
I'm Cold blooded like that nigga Ricky James mane
With more drama then a Kay Slay
Niggaz'll slide wit big choppers, where ya momma and ya bae stay
We get it poppin' with the AK
Have these bitches stepping like AKA's
On probate day
Hey hey, we not for play play
Every time I hop on the main stage
You gotta just make way
Jay favored coming wit another haymaker
Get yo shit stretched out like you Clay Davis
I'm wit a downtown suit that ima pay later
Wit my influence, I can make or break mayors
Independent rap money treat me way greater
I'm McNulty, give a fuck if I don't make majors
I'm out in Vegas wit a vixen, on a vacation
And chef flair bout to get this bitches cake bakin'
Mind like a fiends heartbeat, it stay racing
I know every code number dog, that safe breakin'
Fly art, I'm tastemakin'
Sly talk, violate great pens, fuck wit they saying
I make a man chase his very own fanbase
And get his whole plan erased had to slam the breaks
Roman numeral tats, on my hands and face
Mac take a couple out like romantic dates
Make you vanish without a trace
From the Trey 57 you bout to face
Make you land in outer... space

We get to popping with the AK
We get to popping with the AK
We get to popping with the AK
Have these bitches stepping like AKAs
On probate day
Hey hey, we not for play play

Written by:
John Martin

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