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UnoTheActivist

Jealousy

 

Jealousy

(álbum: Yokohama - 2021)


[MadeinTYO:]
Yeah

Just like Spitta
Bitch, come get up
Raw, no Digga
Damn this a stick up
Chain make you hiccup
Old school pickup
Been consistent, I am that nigga
Get your check right, I'm in Gwinett, right?
First-class bitty, aight
Juelz Santana bandana, aight
Supreme Uptempo, aight
Thick and mental, aight
Got on, got it tight
Bad bitch, model type
Shorty got a big mouth, suck me up, overbite
Popping like I'm dynamite
You was wrong, I was right
Make sure that your paper right
Big house, stay the night
Always lived the skater life
Tiger stripes, cellulite
Eat the beat, yeah, that's my diet
Pockets on good, never try it
This that good Louis, had to buy it
Jump on, ride it
Everything we do is private
Every superhero need a sidekick
I just want my head like a psychic
'Member used to have the Sidekick
I'm through the roof, kid
My bitch foreign just like the coupe is
I'm tryna make stupid hits, yeah, I really do this
She know she fluent
Foreign, yeah, with her two friends
I think she booted
I think she choosing, who shooting?
Two flights in a day
Send a text to my bae
I'm smoking Cookie, rolling through the A
She know I'm getting paid, paper planes, M.I.A.
She wanna learn how to skate, yeah, show the way
Uh, we gone all day, uh, stop Vogue
Take a picture, Vogue player, yeah, I never been ho

Haha
Alright, Uno need to come in
Stop fucking playing with me
The Activist, First

[UnoTheActivist:]
Gotta buy a fit whenever I feel out of place
Tried to put the racks up in my pocket, I ran out of space
The S-Class so big, I had to park it out of space
The best things last and I showed up a couple hours late
Ooh, 'bout to cop the Rollie, Mary Jane plain
Four, three, two, one, and that's game
Top shotta, you know I had to let it bang
Now they hate me like I'm riding on a Nazi plane
Lil' niggas, y'all be hating like a— uh
Little niggas, y'all out here shaped just like a boxing ring
Huh, on my coat is a couple foxy things
This pump to his chest, needed a lil' oxygen, huh
Why these little niggas be mocking me?
They bitch a bird, so you know the ho gon' flock to me
Actually, she give me neck like an ostrich
Huh, yeah, I said you know you right like isosceles
Said, at least you niggas need an Oscar
Boy, give it a rest, should've been a doctor
Yeah, I was on the beat like coppers
Said, I am on the beat like coppers
Said, try to run up, no shoe, I'll sock ya
Like Tetris I'm connecting all the blocks up
Shells like Adidas, yeah, I heard you niggas shell shocked
Still gon' get my shot off like John Stockton
Dig?

Haha, [?]
Fuck out of here
Ho

It was over jealousy (Mhm)
Niggas plotting, this is what you telling me (Yeah, what you telling me)
Boy, you niggas looked up to me like your majesty (What?)
I'll leave you niggas hanging off the balcony (For real)
I remember when you said you was a friend of me (Bitch)
Now when I see him, I'ma spray him just like oil sheen
I don't know why you niggas act like I owe loyalty
I ain't sparing none of y'all niggas, that was forgery
I'm right like poetry
Your ho adore me, find me, Dora Explorer
'Cause she know I got more pumps than Jersey Shore
Nigga, what you want, the trash can or the dump? Huh
I ain't talking wrong when I told you that I'ma bust you
She gon' drop the dime, so you know I cannot trust
I remember I used to bring straps on the school buses
Know I am balling like I am head of the Ruckus
Jelly fam a nigga, no puckers
Ice on my neck, I'm a Ice Road Trucker
Try to run up, I let it burn like Usher
Said, yes, I am balling and I'll Milwaukee Buck ya
Two middle fingers, I chuck up
You can get with or get fucked up
Told her please spit or please suck up
Yeah

feito

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