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[Intro]
[Verse 1: J’sar]
Ayo we get it on don’t be alarmed the chain and charm
Shine like sonic bomb the song like China gong
Under the cover sex hoes stress for it
We both trick but I bet I paid less for it
Collect performance checks for this live shit
While you rap wack than a mob hit Sar’s char grilled
You run a hundred yards but you on the wrong field
You little league little me I escort you off here
A bullet to his skully hug ‘em a message to his mother
He said he needed power all that I could do was plug him
You call me heartless but he had a gun we would’ve done it
And if he wouldn’t than he should’ve stupid motherfucker
Life or death situations I ain’t coming off of here
I ain’t lived rich yet I’m ‘bout to have an awesome year
When I grab a mic every nigga stop and stare
At the shows hoes take off their tops and stand on top of chairs
[Hook: J’sar, Bless]
J’sar:
Because I think I’m hot so hot
Let’s roll up and get high
Bless: la la la la la la la
J’sar:
So high
[Verse 2: J’sar]
Keep an eye on the fakes but I only deal with real ones
I c’ shut a party down like concealed guns
It’s possible that all of my crew deal drugs
Talking they can stop the hustle if they touch a mill’ once
Was it ninety-six when I wanted gold grill fronts
Before I met the bottle and I started on my beer gut
You throwing dollars to the lotto I don’t deal with luck
Spend ten cop this and turn your system up
The things is ours bilingual talk middle finger you all
Don’t diss my you’ll just be a fly on the wall
I wind up and sway your body ‘ll drop that’s not logic
Need twenty-two videos to be my song topic
Nonsense your song plain I have it shook like Mustafa
You in for a long day partner
I promise to bomb you I do got more than Saddam do
Why do I get hated on by false crews
[Hook]
[Verse 3: J’sar]
Some niggas don’t want niggas shine blind ‘em
Heard my nigga on the run cops can’t find him
Man I haven’t seen word he dodging life bids
Type of shit I say to niggas let him crash at my crib
I never seen a bitch I wanted that I couldn’t get
She bought the dream I sold her I thought I was full of it
Nighttime blunt passing gun blasting hooligans
Move it kid don’t ever cross the path of my crew again
Stupid is as stupid does I’m dodging cupid punk
Bitch trying to hit me with an arrow I’ll shoot him up
Borrow his weaponry now she want to sex with me
Bend over this be the stress relief recipe
Who run this shit going global on a pedestal
A high horse staying hungry like a nigga never blew
History in the making what happens when we made it
You’ll have to change your name fucking with the world famous J’sar
[Hook]
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