[Dee Play4Keeps]
(That's what I'm talking about)
(That's why he's the greatest)
Jenn, Jenn, Jenn
Jenn-Jenn
Jenn-Jenn-Jenn
[Jenn Carter]
Grrah, it's a lot of these bitches who diss way way more than me
And they still wasn't shakin' with niggas
They on my dick 'cause I'm different, I like that
You could tell I be breakin' up bitches
I do this shit 'cause the love for my brothers
You could tell I'm the realest, that's word to my mother
Like, niggas drid 'cause we road to the riches
I won't sell my soul, I can't give up my brothers
[Jenn Carter]
Like, stop jackin', I ran on the bros
Got it on every trip, if you know, then, you know
Niggas done ran on they dead
But they stay on my dick 'cause I got all my bros
[Dee Play4Keeps & Jenn Carter]
Jenn, Jenn, Jenn
Jenn-Jenn
Jenn-Jenn
The fuck?
[Jenn Carter]
And this nigga keep moanin' my name up on live
Huh, I think that he DL, like
Wasn't you just getting shiggy to deuce?
Yep, I remember the details
Niggas ain't puttin' no pain and it shows
I can't use none of my brothers to spice up my clothes
Like, together, we aim for the top
I won't ever be happy ‘til gang is on froze
And they mad 'cause we really got talent
Bitch, I been lit since I mentioned, Thee Stallion
Can't compete, it won't ever be balanced
These niggas rap like they mentally challenged
This not a race, it's a different commute
When I walk in the place, all I hear is the "Deuce", like
[ Dee Play4Keeps & Jenn Carter]
Jenn, Jenn, Jenn
Jenn-Jenn
Jenn-Jenn-Jenn
Grrah
[Jenn Carter]
Jenn, Jenn? Oh, I get it
Dudes on my dick, now, you wanna include
Sip-Sip Wock', no I cannot improve
I'm done beefin' with kids that ain't graduate school
Suck-Suck dick, I don't mean to be rude
Graah, I'm really tough with it, bitch
Said the love that I got from my brothers is vicious
And the bitches start shakin' they hips to this rhythm
Too-Too tact', I cannot slip
Like and they mention my name 'cause I'm lit
It's a couple of niggas, they bitch on my dick
I don't pay 'em no mind, I be off of the Tris (Off of the Tris)
[ Jenn Carter]
Okay, I'm sorry
Like, I'm too quick, I see red in a heartbeat
Niggas drid 'cause I'm hot like wasabi (Hot like wasabi)
That nigga dropped and got put in my Marley (Marley)
O-Okay, I'm sorry
Like, I'm too quick, I see red in a heartbeat
Niggas drid 'cause I'm hot like wasabi (Hot like wasabi)
That nigga dropped and got put in my Marley
[Jenn Carter]
Grrah, it's a lot of these bitches who diss way way more than me
And they still wasn't shakin' with niggas
They on my dick 'cause I'm different, I like that
You could tell I be breakin' up bitches
I do this shit 'cause the love for my brothers
You could tell I'm the realest, that's word to my mother
Like, niggas drid 'cause we road to the riches
I won't sell my soul, I can't give up my brothers
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