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jack the ripper - bullshit lyrics

[intro: jack the ripper & bag of tricks cat]
yeah
yo jack
what up cat?
we back on our bullsh+t man
haha, yeah!
i feel like i wanna make somebody mad
f+ck ‘em (hahaha)
let’s go!

[chorus: jack the ripper]
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t
f+ck around and i’m too lit
lockin’ lips with your new b+tch
f+ck around, you might get hit
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t (i’ve been back on my bullsh+t)
my bullsh+t (my bullsh+t)
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t (i’ve been back on my bullsh+t)
my bullsh+t, ah!

[verse 1: jack the ripper]
haven’t been to the city in a minute (minute)
black d+ckies to my all+black fitted (fitted)
squadded up, fill it up to the limit (limit)
toss around, we about to go in it (in it)
kickin’ it with all of my rippers and my hoodlums
take a shot, til we mothaf+ckas feel numb
puffin on greens, cause the team stays higher (woo)
lighting up all the trees, wildfire
imma stick to my potion right from the bottle
drinkin’ away all of my sorrows
forgettin’ about tomorrow
seein’ a couple women that be lookin at me like they models
man, these bad b+tches make me wanna go full throttle (ah)
p+ssy chasin’, i’m racin’
tick+tock baby, no time for wastin’
marathon in my bedroom, we pacin’
the thick thighs always get my top placement
i don’t f+ck around with nothin that’s basic (nah)
like my 9+5 job, hate it (f+ck you)
that’s why i’m workin’ and pushin’ for the fame and sh+t
(cause now it’s just yada yada, soundin’ like the same sh+t)
now the red+head ripper is back (ah)
learning some tricks from my new favorite cat (what up!)
hustling trying to get me a plaque
so you know that i’m, i’m, i’m
[chorus: jack the ripper]
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t
f+ck around and i’m too lit
lockin’ lips with your new b+tch
f+ck around, you might get hit
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t (i’ve been back on my bullsh+t)
my bullsh+t (my bullsh+t)
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t (i’ve been back on my bullsh+t)
my bullsh+t, ah!

[verse 2: bag of tricks cat]
i’ve ended a couple careers i can’t exploit
cause you’ve never heard of them and that’s kinda the point
the joints i make have me sittin’ at the grammy awards
i smell like joints when i come through those marriott doors
i can’t be ignored, i walk in the club with a mascot
a couple felines behind me doin’ the catwalk
in the cut like a hacksaw
don’t go outside, unless the bag that i’m gettin’ is a large enough size
so many godd+mn plaques, i ran outta wall sp+ce
the accolades you have couldn’t fill up a crawl sp+ce (if you had any at all)
yo, get out my d+mn face
i know you don’t want beef+ your diet is plant+based
can’t say his records are gold or platinum yet
but six years ago they couldn’t fathom that
he quit his job to rap
and made a larger salary than the kids he grew up with, with college degrees
imagine that, that was me (me)
now i’m the man
the only plan b i had was for one night stands (hahaha)
old flames hit me up and they wanna rehash
but that spark is long gone, girl those feelings are ash
haters trash talk me cause they’re insecure
and unsuccessful, but i wish they were
cause if they had a little clout when they blew off steam
their sh+t talkin’ would actually help my streams
i don’t respond to those peons
little homie dream on, b+tch be gone
to catch up to me, would take an eon
and by then, i’ll be even farther beyond
i said i don’t respond to those peons
little homie dream on, b+tch be gone
to catch up to me, would take an eon
and by then, i’ll be even farther beyond
i’m back
[chorus: jack the ripper]
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t
f+ck around and i’m too lit
lockin’ lips with your new b+tch
f+ck around, you might get hit
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t (i’ve been back on my bullsh+t)
my bullsh+t (my bullsh+t)
i’ve been back on my bullsh+t (i’ve been back on my bullsh+t)
my bullsh+t, ah!

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