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Holy Jeez Video (MV)




Performed By: Degafe
Length: 2:28
Written by: Arya Bagheri, Tyler Strain




Degafe - Holy Jeez Lyrics
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Holy Jeez (Yuh bitch)
Won't you look at me
See I'm that bitch on TV I'm boutta ruin your self esteem
Busted on the wrist (Rollie)
With diamonds on the jeans
Infinite Tsukuyomi how I put you to sleep
Holy Jeez
Boutta make you seize
Boutta be worldwide traveling seven seas
Bitch I'm god (God)
Call me Hercules
I call the play like I'm a referee
Holy Jeez
Hop in the van I'm selling free clout
These kids got in but never got out
Won't you meet me please
See what I am about
Currently in high school might drop out
(Aye yuh yuh)
Currently in high school might drop out
Gotta prove to the fools that killing the rap move if they continue rap might die out
Aye that's right beat go hard bitch this shit light
Bitch I'm Jordan taking flight
Tryna make it big but a sacrifice
I've been thinking bout the stress in the late night
Four days in a row don't feel right
Starting battles that I know I can't fight
Im like a mother f*cking troop with a gun can't use right
Murder the beats (Beats)
Killing them clean got blood on my hands (Hands)
Putting in work (Work)
While all y'all hoping the xans (Xans)
Speaking the truth for the fans (Fans)
Running this shit I'm the man (Man)
I'm killing you rappers who follow the sheep its my duty to silence the lambs
But I ain't a sheep
You see I'm a goat
I'm known to be fly cause I know how to float
I flex on you bums cause I hate that you broke
Lacking the styles and the bars that I wrote
I like to think that I am a different breed kinda like outer space alien, UFO
Pew pew oh shit bro
Its my job to stop all the rap jokes
But its kinda hard when you surrounded by f*ckers that constantly study the lingo
See they busy with the fame and the gold
Dumb rappers want the checks and hoes
As you can see I'm the only one that's starving mother f*cker I'm to busy grinding on my own now
Now that I've been rapping I've been on my toes now
50k bust it down on my clothes now
Starting as a rookie now you coming to my show now
Gimme the dice all I gotta do is roll now
Holy Jeez (Yuh bitch)
Won't you look at me
See I'm that bitch on TV im boutta ruin your self esteem
Busted on the wrist (Rollie)
With diamonds on the jeans (Ksubis)
Infinite tsukuyomi how I put you to sleep
Holy Jeez
Boutta make you seize
Boutta be worldwide traveling seven seas
Bitch im god (God)
Call me Hercules
I call the play like im a referee
Holy Jeez
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Holy Jeez (Yuh bitch)
Won't you look at me
See I'm that bitch on TV I'm boutta ruin your self esteem
Busted on the wrist (Rollie)
With diamonds on the jeans
Infinite Tsukuyomi how I put you to sleep
Holy Jeez
Boutta make you seize
Boutta be worldwide traveling seven seas
Bitch I'm god (God)
Call me Hercules
I call the play like I'm a referee
Holy Jeez
Hop in the van I'm selling free clout
These kids got in but never got out
Won't you meet me please
See what I am about
Currently in high school might drop out
(Aye yuh yuh)
Currently in high school might drop out
Gotta prove to the fools that killing the rap move if they continue rap might die out
Aye that's right beat go hard bitch this shit light
Bitch I'm Jordan taking flight
Tryna make it big but a sacrifice
I've been thinking bout the stress in the late night
Four days in a row don't feel right
Starting battles that I know I can't fight
Im like a mother f*cking troop with a gun can't use right
Murder the beats (Beats)
Killing them clean got blood on my hands (Hands)
Putting in work (Work)
While all y'all hoping the xans (Xans)
Speaking the truth for the fans (Fans)
Running this shit I'm the man (Man)
I'm killing you rappers who follow the sheep its my duty to silence the lambs
But I ain't a sheep
You see I'm a goat
I'm known to be fly cause I know how to float
I flex on you bums cause I hate that you broke
Lacking the styles and the bars that I wrote
I like to think that I am a different breed kinda like outer space alien, UFO
Pew pew oh shit bro
Its my job to stop all the rap jokes
But its kinda hard when you surrounded by f*ckers that constantly study the lingo
See they busy with the fame and the gold
Dumb rappers want the checks and hoes
As you can see I'm the only one that's starving mother f*cker I'm to busy grinding on my own now
Now that I've been rapping I've been on my toes now
50k bust it down on my clothes now
Starting as a rookie now you coming to my show now
Gimme the dice all I gotta do is roll now
Holy Jeez (Yuh bitch)
Won't you look at me
See I'm that bitch on TV im boutta ruin your self esteem
Busted on the wrist (Rollie)
With diamonds on the jeans (Ksubis)
Infinite tsukuyomi how I put you to sleep
Holy Jeez
Boutta make you seize
Boutta be worldwide traveling seven seas
Bitch im god (God)
Call me Hercules
I call the play like im a referee
Holy Jeez
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Writer: Arya Bagheri, Tyler Strain
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