Jit/Juke

[Verse 1:]
Ho, I got my cell phone ringing, nowadays it's hard to get me
Nine times out of ten, if you balling then you busy
Sipping Henney, sipping Rémy like it's Chrissy
And I pop that champagne like it's my birthday, really it's a Wednesday
All about the benjis, I've been gone all year
Came back, I swear you niggas ain't done moved an inch or centi
Mind moving like a semi, pop pop pop, the truth is
I feel like masseuses when I back off in this bitch, I feel the tension
Ho, you've got your hand out, what that mean, like gimmie?
What you need your ass, a penny? Better off asking for kidneys
I know thug ass niggas that'll run in your house
You lock the door, you lock the window, they gon' come down the chimney
Skinny nigga but I walk inside this bitch like Dikimbe
I'm the Laurent St., I keep a angel face with me
You got your hand out, ho, again, what that mean, like gimme?
What you need you, a penny? Better off asking for kidneys
If a bitch don't suck my dick, I swear that shit just offend me
Ho, I'm really from Detroit, I went to Cass and not Renni
Acting like you can't die tonight, what, you gon' come back like Kenny?
I roll up spazzing like Timmy, hand is attached to the benjis

[Hook x2:]
Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to these feelings
I don't love these hoes, I'd rather fuck me a million, I mean it
If I said it, I mean it

If I said it, I mean it
If I said it, I mean it

[Verse 2:]
Nigga, I be the most imitated, my crib renovated
My old bitch assessing, my new bitch is waiting
Just like a doctor with my operation
I got me my check-up but still got no patience
All of these texts and calls I'm not taking
My phone overflowing, that shit can get draining
I signed up with Ye, and he just explained it
How we gotta get it like Jay-Z and Damon
Did back in the year that they came in
Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is where I'm remaining
Bitch, it's finally famous
What you doing today I could do before breakfast
Young nigga T-rexing
My old bitch wish that she would've got pregnant
Tryna be the first lady because my wrist won a presidential election
Bitch, and I hope you offended
I said it, I meant it, I hope that recorded
I just broke a Guinness
I flew in from Italy through the Pacific
Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, Khloe and Scott Disick
When you see my pretty face, shut the fuck up and kiss it
And just know that my hands

[Hook x2]

If I said it, I mean it
If I said it, I mean it

[Outro:]
It's going down, down in the earliest round
And baby, we'll be going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
I've got a loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
It's going down, down in the earliest round
And baby, we'll be going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
I've got the safety off, cocked back, ready to pull it