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jamesonjah disciple – d lyrics

[intro]
ayy
i’m not gone lie
this rap sh+t is mad fun
so we back at it again

[verse]
these n+ggas they know, to come with a purpose
i pick up some sticks like community service
got water like sea but a n+gga not urchin
and a b and c is just scratchin the surface
sh+t lemme slow down (slow, slow, slow)
waiting with bros for this sh+t to just go down
look at that hoe now (look at her)
pass on that b+tch because she had a glow down (ugly!)
feel like a pro now (ball)
trappin’ off iphone and upload to soundcloud (upload it)
this sh+t is old now, (old, old, old)
gimme a second to switch up the flow now (switch!)
i get on these songs to rap alone
i’m bouta get bags to stack with bros
new class 3, i clap with those
trumpet type beat, i snap on those
loving the money, i think i’ll propose
they smellin’ the weed, from off of the clothes
like toucan sam, just follow your nose
like uncle sam, you n+ggas were chose
to all get shot down (grr,grr grrah)
just like a dreidel your block gettin’ spun down
look at my songs now (look at it)
off of the notes app and onto the page now (page)
onto the stage now (sta+stage)
maybe one day i’ll go play in your hometown (play)
but that’s just a dream now (dream, dream)
maybe one day though i’ll have it in reach now (reach, reach!)
passed her to the bros, split tongue like a serpent
on do not disturb so this better be urgent
“disciple please come and buy me a new birkin”
i told that b+tch bye and thank you for your service
cus i got less patience than disabled surgeons
you pull up with bullsh+t you got the wrong person
k!lling these beats, i swear it’s a slaughter (k!lltacular)
and if it get hairy, got wands like potter
pull up like i’m john, see nothing but water (can’t see me n+gga!)
i’m raising the bar, and without a spotter (raise)
i’m going crazy (heeheehee, heeheehee, heeheehee heeheehee)
i’m tryna sign to motown like the 80s
spit like rabies (spit, spit, spit spit)
thinkin’ i might blow a bag on mercedez
you can’t lie, i really k!lled this (k!llmaggedon)
and his blood i might just spill this
got a k clip and i might just peel this (banana, banana, banana, banana)
chop might zap, i might just eel this
tried to hide but can’t conceal it (can’t!)
he got a chain and my n+ggas might steal it
them boys on ya (them n+ggas)
you know the bl!ck got a kick like ronda (rousey)
evil like tanya (evil, evil, evil evil)
life got removed like big soulja on donda
swerve in a honda (skrrrt)
leave bodies up in the street like rwanda (genocide)
heat like sauna (hot hot)
green like it’s fauna (green, green!)
gang like a match (match, match, match match)
cus they light up on ya
i run up a check (run it up, run it up)
i come and collect (collect!)
got your bae (bae, bae, bae bae)
i passed that b+tch like i’m makin’ a play

[outro]
ooh sh+t, got me laughin’
the adlibs got me laughin’ dawg

- jamesonjah disciple lyrics

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