JusHarry - Spicy Lyrics

Lyrics Spicy - JusHarry




The flow cold but the bars be spicy
I see that they don't like me
The flow cold but the bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy, spicy)
I see that they don't like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
I see that he want to fight me
(Fight me, fight me, fight me)
She don't like me, must be a Pisces
(Pisces, pisces, pisces)
The flow cold but the bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy, spicy)
I see that they don't like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
I see that he want to fight me
(Fight me, fight me, fight me)
She don't like me, must be a Pisces
(Pisces, pisces, pisces)
I'm just relaxing
Sitting thinking about relapsing
My wrist from writing is click clacking
Hear the hiss at the door with the chip chappin'
Big man now, Anglo Saxon
That shot missed by a low fraction
Posted up in the sticks, no caption
Up all night I avoid Chaplin so
I just smoke on a big fat spliff
Swipe right when I seen that pic
Then she showed up, woah big catfish
Called that lift left a big fat tip like woah
(Yeah)
Yeah the flow cold like snow
Yeah the flow cold like forty below
So just wait till I get to the show
Yeah just wait till I get to the dough
(Woah)
They don't really know but I'm back on my shit
Back with the melodies and flows
Hear the tic tic tic in your ear lobe
I'm ready to blow, only dipped in my toe
I'm out of their reach and out of their scope
Stay away from leaches tip tip toe
(Huh huh)
Hunting seasons back at home
(Yeah)
The flow cold but the bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy, spicy)
I see that they don't like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
I see that he want to fight me
(Fight me, fight me, fight me)
She don't like me, must be a Pisces
(Pisces, pisces, pisces)
The flow cold but the bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy, spicy)
I see that they don't like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
I see that he want to fight me
(Fight me, fight me, fight me)
She don't like me, must be a Pisces
(Pisces, pisces, pisces)
(Ooh)
Lazy guy
Sit back with maybe fries
Hm excuses, lately lies
While I'm looking in ladies eyes
Can't see straight that's a wavy line
Sick of all these rainy skies
Need to make this bag, make this back
Sick of this lag, fuck you, pay me twice
And I'll get this done to the third degree
I look down at these guys like nursery
They all be screaming perjury
But I don't want that spot it's a curse to me
See when I spit my shit, just words to me
When I write these bars, just a verse to me
I study this game fuck a bursary
Yeah the flow so cold it'll make you freeze
So freeze up cus I'm not waiting
Wake up, wash my face in the basin
Wake up can't you smell that bacon
Ugh cocaine, cracked floors in places
I've been down this road too many times
Fuck of my line, this is my time
I'm on a grind, you're on a decline
Your glow was short as a vine and
I'm back and feeling myself
I'm not locked up, I'm on my cell
Not in no cell but time will tell
If I let shit slip I slip I fell
I slip and fall, not past tense
Roll a spliff shits been past tense
Hold this biff my brains too active
These flows and bars I'm bout to cash in cus
The flow cold but the bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy, spicy)
I see that they don't like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
I see that he want to fight me
(Fight me, fight me, fight me)
She don't like me, must be a Pisces
(Pisces, pisces, pisces)
The flow cold but the bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy spicy)
Bars be spicy
(Spicy, spicy, spicy)
I see that they don't like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
She don't like me, must be a Pisces
(Pisces, pisces, pisces)



Writer(s): Alex Goodwin, Harry Alexander Raitt



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