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Jiving (feat. SDP Trip) Video (MV)




Performed By: Fellow Human
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Patrick Cooper




Fellow Human - Jiving (feat. SDP Trip) Lyrics
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I Hopped up and then started tripping
Hit up my gang I'm jiving with my niggas
Jumped off the porch young, vibing with killers
Boudta take over the sound putting down rap niggas
It's a head nod sorry I don't dap niggas
Been too busy f*cking round with a couple trap niggas
Looking like you need a seat come sit in my lap bitch
Im a caveman I am not these other rap niggas
Bitch I go gorillas on beat
I put Gucci on my feet
Couple bitches on my Twitter got em begging me to tweet
Now she stressing me
But I ain't into stressing bout a b
Go Magilla got me beating on my chest when I beat
From the West of the D
I'm the best where I be
She's freak she gone skeet on my chest when we meet
Let me get back on track, cuz I digresse when I speak
Eating rap niggas alive I'm digesting this beat
Niggas peons, I can't believe you questioning me
Crashing out about a bitch cuz she messing with me
Never worried bout a nigga I got pressure with me
We not running out of bullets I got extra with me
Niggas mad, f*ck a gun , throwing hands if it's beef
Throwing bands to the sky make her dance to the beat
Lotta pretty bitches in her throwing ass to this beat
Make it slam I'm about to put this jam on repeat and start jiving
I Hopped up and then started tripping
Hit up my gang I'm jiving with my niggas
Jumped off the porch young, vibing with killers
Boudta take over the sound putting down rap niggas
Focused on my self looking through a black mirror
Imma take over the world feeling like Mac Miller
Pull up to the scene sipping lean like liquor
Boudta take it to the head imma need new liver
Yah
Let me see you freak ho
Front back left right like a cheat code
Pulled up to the scene with some pre rolls
Lately I been out here sticking to the g code
Bitch I'm from the streets
And I'm twisted in the teeth
I'm official and I'm coming with some hittas if it's beef, take his life I'm a thief
Now his wife disbelief
Spin the block if I'm riding
Put her on a jet now she think I can drive it
Turn the speakers up, I'm about to start sliding
I done hit the gang and we all start jiving
Rims so clean you would think the car gliding
Speakers so loud niggas know when Im arriving
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I Hopped up and then started tripping
Hit up my gang I'm jiving with my niggas
Jumped off the porch young, vibing with killers
Boudta take over the sound putting down rap niggas
It's a head nod sorry I don't dap niggas
Been too busy f*cking round with a couple trap niggas
Looking like you need a seat come sit in my lap bitch
Im a caveman I am not these other rap niggas
Bitch I go gorillas on beat
I put Gucci on my feet
Couple bitches on my Twitter got em begging me to tweet
Now she stressing me
But I ain't into stressing bout a b
Go Magilla got me beating on my chest when I beat
From the West of the D
I'm the best where I be
She's freak she gone skeet on my chest when we meet
Let me get back on track, cuz I digresse when I speak
Eating rap niggas alive I'm digesting this beat
Niggas peons, I can't believe you questioning me
Crashing out about a bitch cuz she messing with me
Never worried bout a nigga I got pressure with me
We not running out of bullets I got extra with me
Niggas mad, f*ck a gun , throwing hands if it's beef
Throwing bands to the sky make her dance to the beat
Lotta pretty bitches in her throwing ass to this beat
Make it slam I'm about to put this jam on repeat and start jiving
I Hopped up and then started tripping
Hit up my gang I'm jiving with my niggas
Jumped off the porch young, vibing with killers
Boudta take over the sound putting down rap niggas
Focused on my self looking through a black mirror
Imma take over the world feeling like Mac Miller
Pull up to the scene sipping lean like liquor
Boudta take it to the head imma need new liver
Yah
Let me see you freak ho
Front back left right like a cheat code
Pulled up to the scene with some pre rolls
Lately I been out here sticking to the g code
Bitch I'm from the streets
And I'm twisted in the teeth
I'm official and I'm coming with some hittas if it's beef, take his life I'm a thief
Now his wife disbelief
Spin the block if I'm riding
Put her on a jet now she think I can drive it
Turn the speakers up, I'm about to start sliding
I done hit the gang and we all start jiving
Rims so clean you would think the car gliding
Speakers so loud niggas know when Im arriving
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Writer: Patrick Cooper
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