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jeesh - jitty like balloon كلمات الأغنية

[intro _ jeesh]
just copped an apple watch
that’s radiation on my wrist, know what i’m sizzling

[verse 1 _ jeesh]
(ay, ay, yuh)
jitty like balloon i popped his mans up
i’m ig scrolling cuz i love to watch em standup
i don’t know what the f_ck you thinkin that you boutta be the banter
you want em talkin bout you, i know people finna like you on a channel
i got b_tches in the lot like, “where’s the phantom?”
nah, imma whip an rv ‘fore i even get my bands up
this lying cheating ass bout to owe me hundred grand, just fore a hundred missin
i don’t need to diss him, boy’a do it by his d_mn self
f_ck a b_tton start when i wear b_tton up
show up in a bowtie and still f_ck you up
paint him red like a csp bucket brush
ask me what i’m up to, i’m like “nothin, bruh”
i really hate these f_cking b_tches, and i’m talkin bout the d_ck_havers
“jeesh, you rapping too fast!” ah well, then get faster
flex like mister rogers, i’m your sister and your kids master
yung mista clean, i’ll pull up with a sh_t blaster
[bridge _ jeesh]
yuh, (and what?) popped the jitty like balloon, ah
ah, (i) popped the jitty like balloon, ah
ah, (i) popped the jitty like balloon, ah
ah, (i) popped the jitty like a, aye

[verse 2 _ big bank chubs]
b_tch i’m lil’ chubs, yeah that’s me, not gon’ argue
and i’m from the o’, probably f_cking on your daughter
yeah we got them sticks, and we clutching on them carbons
eighteen with a pocket full of f_cking hundreds
this that real sh_t, tell a bih get down and suck it quick
she ain’t talking bout a bag, i tell her get up out my whip
n_ggas talking bout a bag, but they ain’t talkin real chip
call up folks, he shooting everything up with hollow tips
i’m a pimp, not no motherf_cking simp
that b_tch back broke, got her walking with a limp
i’m sliding, smoking good dope just behind tints
the plug hit me up, say he got me some more zips
i will never switch up about a b_tch
he tried to run off, i dumped this pistol spark, i ain’t gon miss
i was raised round shotters and some motherf_cking pimps
huh, uh, shoot you in your lip

[outro _ jeesh & big bank chubs]
yuh, popped the jitty like balloon
got him walking with a limp
ah, popped the jitty like balloon
hit him with some hollow tips
ah, popped the jitty like balloon
folks get him gone
ah, popped the jitty like a, aye
he’a hit him with that chrome

- jeesh

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