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j1hunnit - 500k or jay ? lyrics

[intro]
1hunnit
(come on p)
yeah

[verse]
i’m a household name, my people love me like george jefferson
don’t bring him to the gathering, your boyfriend an embarassment
my b+tch said if she could, she’d take my d+ck off me and marry it
b+tch, get on your knees and show me how much you gon’ cherish it
she think she cinderella, glass slipper, maybach carriage
pick which one you want out the collection, i got various
got art basel and gallery, the sp+nk come off like arrogance
five+star dinner plates, i like wagyu and grilled asparagus
that chrome heart leather fake, don’t come insultin’ my intelligence
you proved it with your cappin’ ass, you dyin’ to be relevant
make her show me that she squirt, she talkin’ ’bout she celibate
went broke on her birthday, now she hollerin’ ’bout she sellin’ it
these days, hoes get bored and just be f+ckin’ for the h+ll of it
i asked her what she want from me, this ho just started spellin’ it
bbls and gg sandals, llcs and sponsorships
b+tch can’t put nothin’ in my palm, won’t give a b+tch a peppermint
all this f+ckin’ pape’ i got, they think i won a settlement
all this f+ckin’ pape’ i got, they think i do embezzlement
all this f+ckin’ pape’ i got, they think i’m out here sellin’ bricks
all this f+ckin’ pape’ i got, they swear that i ain’t went legit
all this f+ckin’ pape’ i got, they swear we out here sendin’ hits
but we just, man, look
but we just sellin’ this, platinum, gold record sh+t
you know i’ma hold it down and i ain’t gotta spray no spritz
you know i’ma hold it down and i might never call it quits
whip up the parfait and then go serve banana split
you wanna go back and forth, we have a battle of the wits?
you know i paid the high for this, that’s somethin’ i will admit
but i act like it’s way higher than what the f+ck i paid for it
i’ll meet you in the middle if you don’t throw no hissy fit
i ain’t tryna hold your hand, i ain’t got time to babysit
put some cheese on your potato, we find out you bacon bits
turn your ass to pork and beans, lil’ bro ain’t got no gun permit
let the water thin the work out, this sh+t thick as hominy grits
crack the cookie open, it look caramel like a twix
saran wrappin’ the bag, i rub the box down with some vicks
slang that dog like michael vick, i sip more tea than a brit
once you play, we gon’ send bullets through your hair like afro kit
my cup black, hold up my fist like i be on some afro sh+t, n+gga
like literally, n+gga
five hundred thousand or jay+z, it’s safe to say i wouldn’t have chose jigga
[outro]
1hunnit

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