Ajaxx'92 - Isumad Cuz It's True? Isumad It Ain't U? (feat. Asia P.)

This that holiday stuffing Chefed up by my mama
Turkey on top With some cranberry on it
Firee
Got where I’m at being honest
Fire
Don’t confuse my honest with modest
Fire
Gimmie a beat and some chronic
Fire
Grin like the grinch when I got it
Fire
This is no flex it’s a promise
I really do do this shit
This ain’t no problem
No sweat off my nose no stain on my clothes
All love for the fam but no malice to foes
No negative energy gotta move forward
Hand thru the waves then I hi five my bro
Sip of the bucha it taste like it’s gold
It got turmeric and ginger in it
I come through spitting gas for the booth
Is you mad cause it’s true Is you mad it ain’t you
Ooouu shit
Oouuwee
Standing on my two feet
Don’t feel the need to compete
Unless the competition's
Me
Only want fire we need that real good
Probably out hopefuls
I ain't in yo hood
With the boy Ajaxx we wish a bitch would
Gelato on me
It's rolled in a wood
I only live lavish I don't want no handouts
Birkenstocks Look at my sandals
Dark Skinned And I'm too hot to handle
Conquer my demons
I had to dismantle
He the Nine-Two I'm the Nine-Three
On my family shit come and find me
Oou they mad B got a bag B
I just do me
That's my Inner Peace
You feel this energy
This shit is killing me
Let me smoke my weed
This shit is healing me
Yeah I'm high'd up like that ceiling piece
Isumad Bitch cause I'm feeling free
This the fire
This that ouu
This the gas
This that truth
This that gas for the booth
This that baby what it do
Drinking rum out in Tulum
I got me but I want you
This the fire
This that ouu
This that baby what it do

Written by:
A. Jackson, A. Pitcher

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