
الكلمات
اختر حتى ستة أسطر لتصنع بطاقة.
Intro: Jasiah
Oh shit?
The music started?
Yeah (Oh my—)
You thought you had me? (Oh, oh)
Ayy
Yeah (Ha-ha)
I'm fuckin' mad (Okay!)
Oh, he's mad! (Okay!)
Oh, he's mad! (Okay!)
Ha-ha, ha-ha (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah!
Verse 1: Jasiah
Stuck in my mind, I've been so fuckin' stressed (Stressed)
All of my friends, yeah, they're all in my head (All in my head— holy fuck)
I see you talkin', but how can I trust you? (Oh, fuck)
You not my brother, so shut up, and fuck you (I'm tired of you)
Yeah, I can really see the lies (See the lies)
And, I love it how you slick, tryna' disguise it (Lil' bitch)
Just a push-over, slow demise (Pussy! Ha-ha)
Watch you go ghost, nigga, uh, poltergeist
Chorus: Jasiah
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition (Opposition)
The plot thickens, now you tryna' make a proposition?
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Don't got forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plot thickens, now you tryna' make a proposition?
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Don't got forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
Verse 2: Jasiah
You so soft, I go off
You can't defeat me, I take your fuckin' nose off
My blow's hard, but, fuck doing coke, dawg
I'm ready-ready with the Goyard
You petty-petty just a poser
I'm legendary, call me Mozart (I'm legendary, yeah)
We been through this already, can't have no part (No part, uh)
She give me Becky in a go-kart
Bridge: Jasiah & Nascar Aloe
Ha-ha
I'm fuckin' Mario Kart
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy!
Verse 3: Nascar Aloe
Ho, I gotta shit (Bitch)
I guess I got that, ho, that was bottom bitch
Yeah, flexin' and shit, I know, I must be out of it
Yeah, SPMO, 'cause I got a low tolerance
Ahh!
For all your fuckin' bullshit
Please, get the fuck out my face
We the hottest, and that not for debate
Shawty like the way that I urinate
Say you hungry, then I eat off your plate
You a snitch, I heard you talkin' to Jake's
Fuckboy, don't communicate with 'em
I might have to fuckin' shoot in the clique
'Cause I ain't got shit else to do today (Ahh!)
Chopped the fuck up, knife cut like butter (Why you mad?)
That boy really wanna die, I'm like "What's up?" (Where you at?)
Fuckin' with me ruckus is suicide, 'cause I'm stuck up (Oh, you're bad!)
Some fuckin' TECs, AKs, and .9's sound like dump trucks
Suffocation, no breathin'
Slide down on that pussy for no reason
Head hurts, mind filled with them demons
He swear to god that he hard, think he tweakin'
Chorus: Jasiah
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition (Opposition)
The plot thickens, now you tryna' make a proposition?
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Don't got forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plot thickens, now you tryna' make a proposition?
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Don't got forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
Outro: Jasiah
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plot thickens, now you tryna' make a proposition?
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Don't got forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
حدّد أسطرًا لمشاركتها. يمكنك تحديد 6 أسطر كحد أقصى. تنقّل بين الأسطر بمفاتيح الأسهم، واضغط المسافة للتحديد، وShift مع الأسهم لتحديد نطاق، وEscape لمسح التحديد.

