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jet lucky - salsa lyrics

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{instrumental}

(jet lucky)
ay ay ay ay

{verse 1}

f+ck did you like my entrance
this is just the start but i know how
imma end this
vaporize you with some plasma cannons
on some mech sh+t
i’m the carolina reaper, heard you got a death wish
don’t play around with someone who just does it cause they like to
i dont have to stop just cause you do not like what i do
put yourself in my shoes
i’m the one thats got to take the time to f+ckin’ spite you
hustle don’t stop when the opps talk smack
middle school rules, b+tch: no take backs
if you cross me i am not giving you no slack
imma leave you in the dust while i count up my fat stacks
and i dont give a f+ck if i sound cliché
that just means that everybody else believes the same
and i hope i see you cry when everybody knows my name
b+tch, i’m on fire so be careful of my flames
{chorus}

cause i’m hot like salsa
got the peaople gawking at me cause they think im awesome
bewing hyperbolic but im really only off some
if you got beef, think about it, you dont want none
what’s the f+cking tilte of the song huh?
salsa
getting more commas than my rating on the scoville
iou with me myself and i that i will fulfill
have ’em sweating bulltets in my presence make ’em hold still
admiring my cold sk!ll (oh sh+t)

{verse 2}

if you write about me too, then use a sick ass font
if you draw a picture of me don’t forget my fat dong
if you gonna represent me, never ever get me wrong
b+tch
it’s my way or the highway
taking no shortcuts, stay off the byways
make ’em praise got like today is a friday
throw my bars onto these tracks in concise ways
what a nice day to be the brain inside my body
it’s getting serotonin just because i’m being c+cky
even that is the casei am not gonna let you stop me
when i’m up there at the top, we’ll be speakin’
through walkie talkies
so nod and let me know that you got it by saying copy
i’m the flyest in the room and i dare you to try and swat me
i’ll be f+cking with your head like i’m in the illuminati
heatwave droppin’ bodies for me, i do not need no karate
{chorus}

cause i’m hot like salsa
got the peaople gawking at me cause they think im awesome
bewing hyperbolic but im really only off some
if you got beef, think about it, you dont want none
what’s the f+cking tilte of the song huh?
salsa
getting more commas than my rating on the scoville
iou with me myself and i that i will fulfill
have ’em sweating bulltets in my presence make ’em hold still
admiring my cold sk!ll (oh sh+t)

{outro}

je+je+je+jet lucky



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