Livid - Jawn Dough текст песни

Текст песни Jawn Dough - Livid




Uh
Mic check, one-two
One-two, one-two
It's King Livid
It's L-I-V-I-D dawg
Feelin' like Xzibit ride P-I-M-P pause
You know what I be on
Villain like I'm Elon
Right where I belong (belong)
I made Billie Eilish and Syd Sweeney ride it like a see-saw
Feeling like a bad guy sneakin in the back I
Got a hand full of hair reaching for her ass like
The last Pringle I'm loving them back dimples
I'm coming to crash cymbals and dropping them smash singles
Hungry as a motherfucker fuck them other motherfuckers
They ain't nothing to me Jawn Dough about to run the numbers
Don't give fuck if they're famous
Don't give a fuck what their name is
I spit right up in their face and then shove the mic up their anus
Don't give a shit what they do cuz they're not me
And you don't give a shit if they do cuz ya got me
My charisma can't match it
I'm giving 'em bad habits
I'm taking 'em right back and
It's something like black magic
It's all about fat stacks and which bitch got a phat ass and
I'm sick of these cash grabbing illiterate twat lickers
Bitch ass faggots and sensitive plot twisters
Y'all gonna see what I mean
Jawn Dough
Give me a reason to be
Jawn Dough
All of ya'll fiending to see
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna scream when ya meet
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna see what I mean
Jawn Dough
Give me a reason to be
Jawn Dough
All of ya'll fiending to see
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna scream when ya meet
Jawn Dough
The whole rap game's off beat but the rhythm is back
Criminal acts defendant couldn't get me a pass
So I spit with a chip on my shoulder just ripping their ass
Not giving any breaks to the fucking feminine whack
Trash half hearted artist that just spit for a bag
That shit's as gay as RuPaul with a dick in his ass
I'm different in fact you motherfuckers live in the past
And I hate this new shit so I'm bringing it back
I'm deflating this fucking passionless music
I've fucking had it I'm losing
My fricking mind they fighting for who's the whackest to do it
No substance motherfuckers relying on promo
I don't fuck with the gimmicks that Lil Mabu a homo
I'm riding dolo like Cudi
They sign their soul for the money
I got 'em sweating losing weight like Ice Spice in the tummy
Don't give a shit what they do cuz it's not me
And you don't give a shit if they do cuz ya got me
Y'all gonna see what I mean
Jawn Dough
Give me a reason to be
Jawn Dough
All of ya'll fiending to see
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna scream when ya meet
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna see what I mean
Jawn Dough
Give me a reason to be
Jawn Dough
All of ya'll fiending to see
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna scream when ya meet
Jawn Dough
They got their panties all bunched up in a knot
This is not at all what the fuck that you thought
Savage I'ma let 'em have it
Got 'em screaming like Brad Pitt
What the fuck's in the box!
We're in dire need to hire me
Cuz I believe the earth is spiraling
I'm grinding weeks aligning beats
They're trying peace while I fucking try and weave
My goddamn way through the web like a motherfucking spider please
Don't mix me in with Tom MacDonald
Because that column binds like Colorado
Some baggy sweats and a pack of white tees
That's what you'll see in my ensemble
My odd motto to some
Because I speak what's on my mind and at the time
I must've felt like I back handed
Alyssa Stephen's cuz it feels like
It feels like
Fuck I was goin somewhere with this
I forgot, oh!
I just hit the fucking Latto!
Y'all gonna see what I mean
Jawn Dough
Give me a reason to be
Jawn Dough
All of ya'll fiending to see
Jawn Dough
Y'all gonna scream when ya meet
Jawn Dough



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