Текст песни PURPLE PUNCH - Jason Voorheezy

Ooh
What?
You
Aye
I'm in LA, where the Tesla at?
Ha
No, I ain't talkin' no whip
No, I ain't talkin' no Elon
I'm in LA, where the Tesla at?
No, I ain't talkin' no whip
No, I ain't talkin' no Elon Musk
Ugh
Yeah
All this talk 'bout being really rich
When I know all of y'all just cap
And some of y'all really just fuckin' decent
I know that
Mothafuckas blew up recently, but we know that
Ha
We both know that that's the label's money, bruh
Let's just hope that you can keep it and make it back
Let's just hope that you can pay it and make it back
But with your fuckin' tracks?
Hell nah, we sleepin'
Yeah
I been rich, chink
This ain't nothin' new to me
This shit is 2EZ
I'm not even excited like how you be
This shit like not how it used to be
I know you still think about the night I held you, baby
And nah, don't lie
I know you like it when I kiss on that pretty lil' body
Getting this money ain't an option, getting this money just a hobby
Yeah, yeah
Jason Voorheezy got like 10, 20 bitches down in the lobby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah
The lifestyle I live ain't always fun, it can get tragic
You can't even imagine
Not everybody cut out for it, you need the heart of a dragon
All my girls look like they came straight from a beauty pageant
Remember when I ain't have shit
Man, I remember when I ain't have it
I remember I ain't have shit
Yeah, now I make music, man, I'm making it like some magick
Every time I drop?
Everything I drop?
Well, it ages like fine wine from Sonoma
Jason Voorheezy's back with a capital "B" and an exclamation mark
I heard your music and it's garbage
Delete FL Studio and go join the military and report to your sergeant
Please
Aye
X was right
What is real will prosper
It's literally physics, it's literally alchemy
Think about it
Just think about
Just think about
Ponder it for a second
Just think about, yeah
I'm only here for a limited time, so best believe I'm finna have fun
Best believe that dime gon' fly out to me and give me some love
I do not give a fuck
My name was Jason Lum until I became Jason Voorheezy
Now I get all of this
Yeah
This bread
Yeah
Exact
Don't be surprised when the devil answers when you knock
Life without life is just liminal space
Oh, hard?
Oh, you hard, bruh?
Oh, so you hard, bruh?
Lemme go ask yo' mommy
Oh, you a gangsta?
Livin' in military housing
Oh, you got a Glock, huh?
I dare you to shoot me like I ain't all for the Gram
Oh, you sell dope?
Boi, that shit mid as fuck
Don't get in the way of my business
Or you gon' get kidnapped by anonymous sources
I woke up today and can't choose between the Tesla or the Porsche
Bae, help me decide
Look at all these fake ass, superficial ass conversations
You can suck my dick
We ain't following that slave system, you can eat a dick
There's no escaping this cranium
Unless you take some Dimethyltryptamine to the brainium
No tear drop under my eye 'cause I'm good at hiding it
What is life now? Sex and violence
This shit might be my last song
I might go take a vow of silence
And travel to the Himalayas and reach nirvana
I knew this shit was destined, ask my mama
And I don't need none, none of that drama
Imma just go and reach nirvana