JPEGMAFIA and Danny Brown - Orange Juice Jones

You think you know me
Wrote you a hundred times before, Michael

She just took my soul, I'm out my body (style)
I be like, "There she blows," told everybody (style)
I can't feel my face off these narcotics (style)
I took her to space on autopilot (go)
I been rollin' all night, all night, so you know I'm geek'd up (geek'd up)
She keep lookin' at me, okay, let me see them D cups (yeah)
She wanna roll with a real one, nigga, why you actin' too tough? (Too tough?)

Betta get out your feelings 'fore a nigga be feelin' them hot slugs (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Ride that thing like a rodeo (yeah)
Off that Casamigos, got her taco drippin' on the floor (drippin', drippin')
If them is your peoples, tell them chill before we up that pole
Off that Britney Spears, got me dancing like I lost control (yeah)
I done just popped me a double, I might be in trouble
I'm looking like Space Jam, damn
All of these colors, I'ma see double, I need som Ray-Bans (damn)
I done been drinkin' all day, okay, okay, now I can't even stand up (stand up)
That shit all in my face, okay, okay, but I can't get jammed up
We all gettin' money, rain, sleet, snow, or when it's sunny, uh, uh
We all gettin' money, rain, sleet, snow, or when it's sunny, uh, uh

She just took my soul, I'm out my body (style)
I be like, "There she blows," told everybody (style)
I can't feel my face off these narcotics (style)
I took her to space on autopilot (yeah) (go)
I been rollin' all night, all night, so you know I'm geek'd up (uh-huh)
She keep lookin' at me, okay, let me see them D cups (yeah)
She wanna roll with a real one, nigga, why you actin' too to-

Alright, man
Okay
Dangerous (yeah), swang with us, sang with us
Them niggas can't hang with us (yeah)
My bitch gettin' lit, she twerkin' off angel dust
Entangled up, that enabled us to put your girl in the camel clutch (yeah)
So don't play with us, don't aim at us
You ain't the same as us
I'm bumpin' BZDs (word), they puttin' out APBs
Your girl in that backseat gettin' hard rock like CBGs
I'm underground like a young Bun B
Pyrex living like my nigga Digga D
I'm the Black Marjorie Taylor Greene
Deep throat a nigga now she sound like (woosh)
Dick her down, now she's gettin' all clingy, it's crazy
Your parents lied, you ain't special, you weak
You had your guys and you still got the beats
I'd Budd Dwyer 'fore they do that to me
I'm just a different nig- (chopper)
Kendrick size, and it's spittin' like he is
Overtime and I'm still takin' threes
I see the lies and I hope y'all believe it
Confront me and I'll get to soaking yo' shit
Right after takin' a shit, wait

Written by:
Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks, Daniel Dewan Sewell

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Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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