[Intro: Jack $limez]
Yeah, oou, ouu
[Verse 1: Jack $limez]
If there's an original thought I could use it right now (Nah, nah)
Niggas slipping and sleeping on slime
I'm like a reason they hating right now (Yeah)
Everybody earning they bread by the rhyme
Equality and I speak as a wedding vow
Swear I won't flop ain't no jail house, that's where they turn a man into a mouse (Gate)
Eyes of a snake, shape of a corpse lighten up through the water like opps
(Yeah, like opps)
Lambo I'm hopping and getting shit
Applying the heat this ain't no Cold War (Yeah)
Eyes hella low, they red, I'm lit Silly young nigga I'm taking your bitch
Now all of a sudden she taking a pic (A pic)
Bitch now you all on my dick
Came for the win, I ain't here to do tricks
They took my bitch I don't care she ain't shit (Yeah)
Getting head I'm going back in time, said I'm a Glock I ain't shooting inside (Yeah, yeah)
She don't even smoke I be getting more high
Grabbing ass she start pillow talking, why you asking 'bout my life? (Yeah)
Bitch on God she kind and she fly
Always calling asking $limez are you fine
She a baddie I might make her mine (Yeah)
Young nigga you know that's a lie, said she my queen oh bitch where your crown?
(A lie, lie)
I don't look cute with a smile, you know I'm that crazy and I ain't no clown (No clown)
Bitch nigga I ain't no clown (Yeah, no clown)
I had done told my ex that she next
She dying to see me she already dead, if sushi look good I wanna get me a taste
She be dying to chose the dead over a text
She digging me deep like a grave I cannot relate (I'm dead)
I told her don't stress, she looking so slimey on slime she obsessed
She jumping around like a soul been possessed
[Interlude: The Monclairs]
Ohhh Ohh Ooooh
[Verse 2: Jack $limez]
If my time was up I wouldn't have any doubts
And I'm here living my life inside dopehouse (Smoke)
Ain't no kisses I wanna get blown out
Slatt business got bodies I lost count, good coochie I think she a Girl Scout (Oou)
Living dead I keep packing the whole house
Richard Millie she don't know what I'm talking bout (Yeah)
Yeah, Smoke
I'm living my life inside dopehouse
Yeah, oou, ouu
[Verse 1: Jack $limez]
If there's an original thought I could use it right now (Nah, nah)
Niggas slipping and sleeping on slime
I'm like a reason they hating right now (Yeah)
Everybody earning they bread by the rhyme
Equality and I speak as a wedding vow
Swear I won't flop ain't no jail house, that's where they turn a man into a mouse (Gate)
Eyes of a snake, shape of a corpse lighten up through the water like opps
(Yeah, like opps)
Lambo I'm hopping and getting shit
Applying the heat this ain't no Cold War (Yeah)
Eyes hella low, they red, I'm lit Silly young nigga I'm taking your bitch
Now all of a sudden she taking a pic (A pic)
Bitch now you all on my dick
Came for the win, I ain't here to do tricks
They took my bitch I don't care she ain't shit (Yeah)
Getting head I'm going back in time, said I'm a Glock I ain't shooting inside (Yeah, yeah)
She don't even smoke I be getting more high
Grabbing ass she start pillow talking, why you asking 'bout my life? (Yeah)
Bitch on God she kind and she fly
Always calling asking $limez are you fine
She a baddie I might make her mine (Yeah)
Young nigga you know that's a lie, said she my queen oh bitch where your crown?
(A lie, lie)
I don't look cute with a smile, you know I'm that crazy and I ain't no clown (No clown)
Bitch nigga I ain't no clown (Yeah, no clown)
I had done told my ex that she next
She dying to see me she already dead, if sushi look good I wanna get me a taste
She be dying to chose the dead over a text
She digging me deep like a grave I cannot relate (I'm dead)
I told her don't stress, she looking so slimey on slime she obsessed
She jumping around like a soul been possessed
[Interlude: The Monclairs]
Ohhh Ohh Ooooh
[Verse 2: Jack $limez]
If my time was up I wouldn't have any doubts
And I'm here living my life inside dopehouse (Smoke)
Ain't no kisses I wanna get blown out
Slatt business got bodies I lost count, good coochie I think she a Girl Scout (Oou)
Living dead I keep packing the whole house
Richard Millie she don't know what I'm talking bout (Yeah)
Yeah, Smoke
I'm living my life inside dopehouse
( Jack $limez )
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