iayze - just me lyrics
just me lyrics
[intro]
ayy, trap (trap), trap (trap), trap, trap, ayy, real murda worth sh+t, i’m talkin’ bout, ay, mhmh [?] trap, trap, trap
[verse]
f+ck that, i’m coming straight from the trap
they be like “iayze, go slide”, i be like, “nah, i’m dropping a bag”
they outside side by side, slide through with the fire, and catch me a [?]
and these n+ggas be out they mind when they try to act like i ain’t they dad
.223, and it shoot too fast
he can’t compete, his sh+t too ass
bro in the mall with a choppa and sh+t
if he tweak in this b+tch, then we choppin’ his sh+t
they be f+ckin’ with iayze, he be talkin’ his sh+t
it’s the 5.56 and it came with a bl!ck
oh he wanted a vеrse? but it came with a ticket
peel off on thе laws, i be dodging the ticket
i stay strapped like cook it or ticket
that ain’t no gas, he be rollin’ up swishers and smoking on midgets
the whole gang spinnin’ and i ain’t talkin’ fidget
broke ass n+gga pour tris in fiji
i make him mad, this sh+t too easy
f+ck the police, i feel like eazy e
b+tch, i keep me a douce [?]
she sucking d+ck, she look busy to me
when that b+tch see me, she faint, it wasn’t easy to me
pull up, pop out with a k, hit the bimmer, then leave
he actin’ tough, got his heart in a sleeve
if i ain’t on a perc, i ain’t falling asleep
i only love my daughter and cheese, and my b+tch, but that’s just me
you know i might pull up with the lemon squeeze, and it’s hangin’ out the xd
i hop in the stu’, and i do it with ease, all of these n+ggas say that they can see
brand new car and it came with no keys, you know i be pushing that sh+t top speed (pushing that sh+t top speed, b+tch)
[refrain]
f+ck that, i’m coming straight from the trap
they be like “iayze, go slide”, i be like, “nah, i’m dropping a bag”
they outside side by side, slide through with the fire, and catch me a [?]
and these n+ggas be out they mind when they try to act like i ain’t they dad
.223, and it shoot too fast
he can’t compete, his sh+t too ass
bro in the mall with a choppa and sh+t
if he tweak in this b+tch, then we choppin’ his sh+t
they be f+ckin’ with iayze, he be talkin’ his sh+t
it’s the 5.56 and it came with a bl!ck
oh he wanted a verse? but it came with a ticket
peel off on the laws, i be dodging the ticket
i stay strapped like cook it or ticket
[outro]
(rollin’ up swishers, smoking on midgets)
(i ain’t talkin’ fidget)
(pour tris in fiji)
(this sh+t too easy)
(feel like eazy)
(+look busy to me)
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