She say it's hard to suck the dick because her jaw keep lockin
In the kitchen whippin' dope, but that shit keep lockin
Drake get to kickin' it'll knock out a nigga whole eye socket
It's quick to burn a nigga, turn his ass into a hot pocket
These people quick to hate, but they steady turn around to watch me
I know I really made it, when people start askin' when I'm droppin
Niggas ain't wanna lend a hand, but now they quick to ask for a dollar
Since I walk around with blues and now my bank is filled with commas
This shit all facts, better listen to what I'm tellin you
All these bitches used to dub me, now they back because I'm a artists
And I don't care who did it first, I'm tryna make it to be the farthest
Niggas know I became my own man, I did it without a father
It feel like nowadays I can't even go to sleep without my 40
Feel like I can fill the seats, now I feel like Michael Jordan
Bitch had seen the chains around my neck and she got super horny
Quick to give a nigga 50 like LaMelo for the Hornets
If she say she got a friend, I tell her ass to bring her over
Standin' firm when I shoot because I shoot from off the shoulder
I'm just tryna get this money now because I'm only gettin' older
Niggas shoulda told you, feel like I'm what real niggas mold you
Sometimes I wanna quit, but God tellin' me I'm his only soldier
I'm quick to knock a block, nigga know I come through like a boulder
And with this f*ckin' glock, know like laundry, I'm gon' come and fold you
I lay the smackdown like the rock, and F5 niggas like I'm Brock
I'm sittin' here tired as the f*ck, lil' bitch, just go ahead, get on top
Shoot a movie, all up in her ear like I was Shannon Sharp
Niggas claimin' that that dog up in them, but they only bark
Niggas too damn grown to be sittin' down and goin' back and forth
Feel like I was in that field like every day like Bret Farve
Can do her wrong today, she gon' come back tomorrow and ask for more
Can blow up any day, feelin' like a Call of Duty Claymore
Long Live Rondo, Long Live Savo, Long Live Pistol
ZhiSosa - LockJaw Lyrics
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She say it's hard to suck the dick because her jaw keep lockin
In the kitchen whippin' dope, but that shit keep lockin
Drake get to kickin' it'll knock out a nigga whole eye socket
It's quick to burn a nigga, turn his ass into a hot pocket
These people quick to hate, but they steady turn around to watch me
I know I really made it, when people start askin' when I'm droppin
Niggas ain't wanna lend a hand, but now they quick to ask for a dollar
Since I walk around with blues and now my bank is filled with commas
This shit all facts, better listen to what I'm tellin you
All these bitches used to dub me, now they back because I'm a artists
And I don't care who did it first, I'm tryna make it to be the farthest
Niggas know I became my own man, I did it without a father
It feel like nowadays I can't even go to sleep without my 40
Feel like I can fill the seats, now I feel like Michael Jordan
Bitch had seen the chains around my neck and she got super horny
Quick to give a nigga 50 like LaMelo for the Hornets
If she say she got a friend, I tell her ass to bring her over
Standin' firm when I shoot because I shoot from off the shoulder
I'm just tryna get this money now because I'm only gettin' older
Niggas shoulda told you, feel like I'm what real niggas mold you
Sometimes I wanna quit, but God tellin' me I'm his only soldier
I'm quick to knock a block, nigga know I come through like a boulder
And with this f*ckin' glock, know like laundry, I'm gon' come and fold you
I lay the smackdown like the rock, and F5 niggas like I'm Brock
I'm sittin' here tired as the f*ck, lil' bitch, just go ahead, get on top
Shoot a movie, all up in her ear like I was Shannon Sharp
Niggas claimin' that that dog up in them, but they only bark
Niggas too damn grown to be sittin' down and goin' back and forth
Feel like I was in that field like every day like Bret Farve
Can do her wrong today, she gon' come back tomorrow and ask for more
Can blow up any day, feelin' like a Call of Duty Claymore
Long Live Rondo, Long Live Savo, Long Live Pistol
In the kitchen whippin' dope, but that shit keep lockin
Drake get to kickin' it'll knock out a nigga whole eye socket
It's quick to burn a nigga, turn his ass into a hot pocket
These people quick to hate, but they steady turn around to watch me
I know I really made it, when people start askin' when I'm droppin
Niggas ain't wanna lend a hand, but now they quick to ask for a dollar
Since I walk around with blues and now my bank is filled with commas
This shit all facts, better listen to what I'm tellin you
All these bitches used to dub me, now they back because I'm a artists
And I don't care who did it first, I'm tryna make it to be the farthest
Niggas know I became my own man, I did it without a father
It feel like nowadays I can't even go to sleep without my 40
Feel like I can fill the seats, now I feel like Michael Jordan
Bitch had seen the chains around my neck and she got super horny
Quick to give a nigga 50 like LaMelo for the Hornets
If she say she got a friend, I tell her ass to bring her over
Standin' firm when I shoot because I shoot from off the shoulder
I'm just tryna get this money now because I'm only gettin' older
Niggas shoulda told you, feel like I'm what real niggas mold you
Sometimes I wanna quit, but God tellin' me I'm his only soldier
I'm quick to knock a block, nigga know I come through like a boulder
And with this f*ckin' glock, know like laundry, I'm gon' come and fold you
I lay the smackdown like the rock, and F5 niggas like I'm Brock
I'm sittin' here tired as the f*ck, lil' bitch, just go ahead, get on top
Shoot a movie, all up in her ear like I was Shannon Sharp
Niggas claimin' that that dog up in them, but they only bark
Niggas too damn grown to be sittin' down and goin' back and forth
Feel like I was in that field like every day like Bret Farve
Can do her wrong today, she gon' come back tomorrow and ask for more
Can blow up any day, feelin' like a Call of Duty Claymore
Long Live Rondo, Long Live Savo, Long Live Pistol
Writer: Zhi Palmer
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