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jerem¥ ₮hu₲ - not a rapper feat. unvarying & zephyr xan prod. jowisen lyrics

(intro)
“this is a certified hood classic!”
ayo, it’s jerem¥ ₮hu₲, unvarying, zephyr xan+
i ain’t a rapper+

verse i (jerem¥ ₮hu₲)
you could axe me questions ion even know the answer homie (what?)
smoked so many cigarettes surprised i ain’t got cancer homie (ay.)
they call me mr. chedda ‘cuz i got the cheese and macaroni (uhuh)
yo girl was tryna spend the night i said “ya girl ya gotta blow me” (blow me!)
ion even got no time for beef i’m stacking guacamole (ay)
rolled a half+ounce in a joint b+tch i smoked it by my lonely (ay)
i can tell by the way you talkin’, dawg you a phoney
you are not s+xy lil b+tch gеt the f+ck up off me
b+tch they call mе “mr. chedda” also called the ‘one+and+only’
haters watch me closely like a hawk, like my name was tony
i could really pull up on your b+tch wearing google glasses™
i just wanna f+ck these asian twins with the fattest asses
back in school, i was absent that means skipping classes (+b+tch+)
used to wake up every day and put some syrup in my kidney
i was tryna hit it off the dex tmy d+ck was itty bitty
i still get flashbacks doing meth off that b+tches titties (what the f+ck)
if you wanna get nitty gritty you should get with me
i cannot eat the p+ssy out it smell like glitter kitty i mean wait+
“you tweakin’ dawg”
i meant kitty litter
brodie on the phone new b+tch i say “hit me with her”
you the type to pull up on your mom and ask her “what’s for dinner?”
i’m the type to come in first place like an ‘award winner’
i had to put my phone on silent cuz i was ignoring her
b+tch can you shut the f+ck up for real?
verse ii (unvarying)
yeah, for real
uh
yeah for real
everywhere i go, keep ia steel, keep my eyes peeled
ni+as on the low they will all search for a nice steal
steady robbin’ in the hood, don’t know if it’ll be your last (meal)
n+gga had eczema caught him tryna steal some cetaphil™

verse iii (zephyr xan)
want some advice? i tell ’em not to try this
i would die for this sh+t like i’m a pilot
i’m just gonna fly my plane outta here
everywhere i go, my vision kinda weird
my vision kinda clear
its my time of year
never gave a mother f+ck up in here
big bands when i step
everybody call me big zeph
want some advice? i tell ’em not to try this
i would die for this sh+t like i’m a pilot
i’m just gonna fly my plane outta here
everywhere i go, my vision kinda weird
my vision kinda clear
its my time of year
big bands when i step
everybody call me big zeph

(outro) “this is a certified hood classic!”

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