Lyrics Jesus Blanco - Rittz , Nawf6od

Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od, Nawf6od

Woke up in my hotel, I was sleeping in my shoes (oh my God)
Like what the fuck had happened?
Bitches passed out in the bathroom and my
Carpet's drenched in puke (what was that?)
She pissed herself and chipped a tooth

Cocaine residue on every flat surface
"Do-Not-Disturb" sign hanging from the doorknob
ITunes shuffle still banging, hearing Dogg Pound, dog food
Macbook stuck on PornHub
Cigarette burns on the cover and the room was full of porch smoke
Snow on the floor 'cause the sliding glass door broke
Who the fuck snorts coke on a bottle?
Tried to put it in the night stand, can't get the drawer closed

All my hoes sprawled on the floor
With some dudes that I let come through
Time to wake that bitch up
Girl was sleep, leanin' like the pillow was a toilet seat
I'ma turn her pocketbook to a piss cup
I don't even feel shitty, 'bout to hit the next city
Let 'em sleep, peace 'til we meet again, y'all
They gon' feel like hell when they finally wake up
But I guess that's what you get for tryna party with the big dog

Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od, Nawf6od

Just cashed OG all on my wood
I'm the big dog, homie, when you come to my hood
100K on me, got it all off a jug
I'm the king of the jungle, gotta feed my wolves
They might eat you if the money look good
Just spent a quarter-million-dollars with the plug
Fuck the cocaine, I'm cool with the bud
I ain't cuffing no thots, so I'm staying at the club

Really wanna get it 'til you get it in the blood
All of my life I've been dealing the drugs
You don't know about me, baby?
I've been serving up folks real discrete, baby
I've been repping for the gang, CNT, baby
Shoot a gram up your nose just for me baby
I was standing on the corner with a .380
And the food came through, yeah we ate it

Yeah we had a lot of fun with the tree, shady
Got the fish scale on me, I'll feed lady
Turn around, from the back, let me see, baby
We the new Gods trapping on the street, baby
R-I-double-T-Z and he do on the north-side shit we created
Me and White Jesus going three-crazy
You really need to check your behavior

Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od, Nawf6od