Lyrics EXCLUSIVE! - Lul Jaydoe

What, what, what, go

Take a trip out of state and go shopping there, I don't need no luggage
I don't do kick backs show me where with them racks
And you know I'm coming, yeah
They always bluffing, I don't even listen
Cup dirty, I don't even got no prescription
Lied to the bitch, I just told her I miss her
She on her menstrual
Still got the dental
Okay, now what you say my bad, I was too busy counting this cake
Okay, now what you say I don't even wanna talk if it ain't about pape
Had to cut the bitch off, she ain't bring no plays
Hoe crazy, by me, she won't be saved
I don't even play them type of games
Huh

Better try that shit with them niggas over there
Nigga play like a toy, I put him on a shelf
On the right day, any nigga getting left
Put that shit on my brother
Chop, it's, illiterate
Pull up and stutter
Throwing up Guap in all his pictures
Nigga ain't even one of us
Like, who gang he with?
Scoring on shit, niggas better play defense
Know the Guap getting bread, lil' nigga, talk deep dish
Water on me, lil' nigga, got sea sick
Guap Gang for life, this shit forever
She fuck anybody, like, baby, do better, huh
And Jaydoe just can't do nothing with that, I Ran that shit up, I ain't going back
Hit the whip make it stop when you going on flats?
Stop that shit, pull up, pop that shit these niggas, so goddamn cap
He dissed on bro?
Ok, then it's a go
He better not come out that house
Put my wrist on froze
My neck it been on froze, need something new to talk about
Like, fuck is they talking bout?
Catch the opps tryna run, they gon' walk him down
I like exclusive shit
Young exclusive, nigga
I got a exclusive, bitch
They ain't never seen this one before it ain't never been blown, I got a exclusive, blick
Like, that nigga Jaydoe too goated
Having real motion
Man that's why they all on my dick
Like, what the fuck is sober? Bitch, I'm floating
I don't know how to feel
Give a fuck if that's your hoe, I bet she gone
When she see Guap in this bitch
He be flexin' with that pole, he not gon' blow
You know you ain't like that, bitch
Niggas always oh-so-savage
On they stories, ain't even like that for real
I keep a blick for real
Pull up on me, you get hit, huh
This is not a fire drill
Feel like I'm Veeze this bitch, huh
Niggas better use they brain
Before it gets spilt in this bitch
Clean up on aisle 7,
Ridin' around with felons
Still gotta keep my weapon, niggas broke, shit
That's they fault, better find you a occupation

Take a trip out of state to go shopping there
I don't need no luggage
I don't do kick backs, show me where them racks
And you know I'm comin', yeah
They always bluffin', I don't even listen
Cup dirty, I don't even got no prescription
Lied to the bitch, I just told her I miss her
She on her menstrual
still got the dental
Okay, now what you say
My bad, I was too busy countin' this cake
Okay, like what you say
I don't even wanna talk if it ain't about pape
Had to cut the bitch off, she ain't bring no plays
Hoe crazy, by me, she won't be saved
I don't even play them type of games
Nah