[Intro: Jitzeh]
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
Who said he was gon' slide?
Pussy nigga...
[Chorus: Jitzeh]
Who that pussy-ass nigga who said he was gon' slide? (Where he at?)
He nowhere to be found, pussy nigga lied
Rollie bustin' on your timeline
Beat his ass with the stick, Drumline, ra-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta
[Verse 1: Jitdoot]
Hit his ass, make him do the cha cha
I carry sticks, but it's not the one from Drumline
Hit your bitch, you can ask her, she know I'm one of a kind
Wipe your nose, I see slime, oh no, you was cryin'?
I didn't mean to fuck on your bitch, I should've known she was lyin' (She was lyin')
Run up my racks, now my ex-bitch cryin'
Cookin' dope all up in the traphouse
Saw an opp, I bounced out
Glock hold 'bout thirty rounds
Try me, body won't be found
[Verse 2: Jitzeh & Jitdoot]
Ooh, call the ambulance (Call the ambulance)
A nigga used to take the bus (Used to take the bus)
I don't got no trust
It's not love, it's really lust
Teachers used to tell me not to cuss (Ho, shut the fuck up)
It's part of my language, ho suck me 'til I nut
I only fuck the bag 'cause that's the only thing that make me bust (That make me bust)
[Chorus: Jitdoot & Jitzeh]
Who that pussy nigga said he was gon' slide? Where he at? (Pussy)
Nigga lied, he lucky he alive, he alive, he alive
Know Jit carry, no disguise
Poppin' off, no surprise, no surprise, no surprise, no surprise
Who that pussy-ass nigga said he was gon' slide? (Where he at?)
He nowhere to be found
Rollie bustin' on your timeline
Beat his ass with the stick, that's not from Drumline
[Outro: Jitdoot]
Not from Drumline
That nigga only got one time
Hollow tips bustin' through his spine (Bustin', bustin')
Pussy nigga who said he was gon' slide
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
Who said he was gon' slide?
Pussy nigga...
[Chorus: Jitzeh]
Who that pussy-ass nigga who said he was gon' slide? (Where he at?)
He nowhere to be found, pussy nigga lied
Rollie bustin' on your timeline
Beat his ass with the stick, Drumline, ra-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta
[Verse 1: Jitdoot]
Hit his ass, make him do the cha cha
I carry sticks, but it's not the one from Drumline
Hit your bitch, you can ask her, she know I'm one of a kind
Wipe your nose, I see slime, oh no, you was cryin'?
I didn't mean to fuck on your bitch, I should've known she was lyin' (She was lyin')
Run up my racks, now my ex-bitch cryin'
Cookin' dope all up in the traphouse
Saw an opp, I bounced out
Glock hold 'bout thirty rounds
Try me, body won't be found
[Verse 2: Jitzeh & Jitdoot]
Ooh, call the ambulance (Call the ambulance)
A nigga used to take the bus (Used to take the bus)
I don't got no trust
It's not love, it's really lust
Teachers used to tell me not to cuss (Ho, shut the fuck up)
It's part of my language, ho suck me 'til I nut
I only fuck the bag 'cause that's the only thing that make me bust (That make me bust)
[Chorus: Jitdoot & Jitzeh]
Who that pussy nigga said he was gon' slide? Where he at? (Pussy)
Nigga lied, he lucky he alive, he alive, he alive
Know Jit carry, no disguise
Poppin' off, no surprise, no surprise, no surprise, no surprise
Who that pussy-ass nigga said he was gon' slide? (Where he at?)
He nowhere to be found
Rollie bustin' on your timeline
Beat his ass with the stick, that's not from Drumline
[Outro: Jitdoot]
Not from Drumline
That nigga only got one time
Hollow tips bustin' through his spine (Bustin', bustin')
Pussy nigga who said he was gon' slide
( Jitus )
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