lil nor - jill n jack lyrics
(hook)
sit back in the booth i be cookin that crack
he ain’t on sh_t tell yo boy to relax
he say its pressure get smoked like some thraxx
money from streams imma run up them racks
remember them days i was left in the back
now they gon front like im sellin a pack
get sent up the hill like yo name jill and jack
this nick got ah nack bet yo patty get whacked
(verse)
real n_gga know my right from my wrongs
i need me a m like the name of my song
told yo hoe pull up on me in a thong but she ain’t have no panties she doing you wrong
smoke out the pack i get high i be gone
dissin on me what you really be on
dont need no help i shoot back on my own
that n_gga broke think he need em a loan
these n_ggas my sons i tell em watch they tone
them n_ggas actin up they need a whoopin
just put a 20 bomb inside the cushion
dont gotta speak n_ggas know what im pushin
mind yo busines you get beat up for lookin
keep on flexing you gon get yo sh_t tooken
show up and show out when n_ggas be bookin
no breaking bad but dem n_ggas be cookin
my circle small, cuz of the f_ck sh_t
n_ggas fakin thats why i dont trust sh_t
glocky like ah virgin, bet its gon bust quick
glock witah d_ck, and he p_ssy, the f_ckin
say he won’t static that boy gon get shocked
n_gga try to shoot his shot he get blocked
dont say my name when u talk to a opp
dont say my name when u talk to the cops
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