Текст песни Adrenaline - JJ Finesser

Yo
Your boy is an elitist
They sleepin' on your boy
Like they sleep on Tempur-Pedics
But yo I'm just a fetus
When it comes to this rap game
Gassin' on these fools
Like a tank of propane
When I get on the mic
They always say Oh No
They always blastin' me
I'm giving hope like I'm solo
Giving positivity
Bringing sensitivity
Like Ralph T
I'm with Mike, Rick, & Ronnie
People sweating mollies
Think they got a new Bugatti
I feel bad for Molly
Ringwald I'm sorry
I can't conform man
I got too many handles
Down with the classics
Like 16 Candles
Fuckin' hate the uniform
It feels like shit
So if it doesn't fit
Then you must acquit
And shit i ain't that fit
I ain't even that toned
You can ask my girl
She said I got a big bone

Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back it again
It's your boy J Nars
Your boy J Nars

We got life throwing fastballs
Fingers on the 2 seams
Call me KJ
Cuz I'm dunking on The Dream
Feeling cinematic
Directing shit like Spike Lee
You say you're a Heat fan
But you don't know Rony Seikaly
And yeah I got gout
Crystalizing of the acid
But my wood gets hard
While you bastards say flaccid
I'm pullin' off bras
Like wussup with you brah
Before I had a girl
Had a Menage Tois
And I had it with a coke
A little inside joke
Cuz you know I'm on point
Like i'm forming with the slope
Fucked up bruh
At the baseball game
Fast forward 4 days
Now she giving me brain
And you know that's pimp status
And it don't really matter
All the chit chatter
And yeah I like to bone man
What can I say
Cuz you know when I bone
That's my Chick-Fil-A

Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back it again
It's your boy J Nars
Your boy J Nars

I'm listening to 2 Chainz
Whoops I mean Titi Boy
Used to like butts
But my girl got Titty boy
Cool as a pillow
As Jordan shooting a free throw
Never date a hoe
R.I.P Capital Steelo
I rock camo chinos
Like a hipster Filipino
Always on the go
Got my girlies hitting C Notes
I got a primo named Marcelino
I see no evil
The Godfather
I'm a bad man Al Pacino
Now you mad
Cuz I'm trending like a fad
And girlies
Wanna Sex me up
Like I'm Color Me Badd
So I'm aging like LeBron
I'm on another echelon
Of rising lyricists
Shout it through the intercom
In schools across the globe
You know I got a nerdy dome
On a Takeover
You know I'm trending
Like a combover
Spitting skillfully
At 18
Yo come see me
An Emcee
Just aiming for longevity

Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back at it again
It's your boy J Nars
And I spit Adrenaline
Now I'm back it again
It's your boy J Nars
Your boy J Nars