JFC

Lyrics

[Verse] I just cleared a check It's a good day to be me My bitch such a bombshell Dog it's hard to believe Every time we fuck I touch her stomach wit ease And now I'm all up in her guts until she tell me to leave When I smile my diamonds scream different tones Once she open up man she can't leave it alone I been doing too much need a different phone Now my main bitch met my side check but they getting along I guеss that's just the cost of being high in demand Triеd to keep it low but ain't hiding the man Niggas talkin' shit but I could give less a damn They on that hot shit till they see you then they cool Thats a fan [Chorus] You got opinions that's coooool Hot damn look at you! Everything you say is true All that hate you know it's fuel They had hated Jesus too They had hated Jesus too [Verse: Reese La Flare] On the real we bout to go up Fetti on my get my dough up Pull-up on em with the doors up I'm on my bully I doze off Get me some head then I doze off Got a boujie bitch flippin her nose up No cap and gown bitch bet I know sumn Boy I'm so cold put the coat on the flo 'Bout to kill [?], boy, that's murder I wrote, for real Four pockets full, I'ma go (Four pockets) RIP Nip thats my locc Rollin, bitch we got motion Diamonds on ocean On water like Moses They hated on Jesus We got sticks for the sweepin' Oh you got it that's cool Bitch I got it to, yea Bitch I got it too Bitch I got it too [Chorus] You got opinions that's coooool Hot damn look at you! Everything you say is true All that hate you know it's fuel They had hated Jesus too They had hated Jesus too Say my nigga who are youuu? Why you talking? Pay yo dues I step out I break the news You step out don't have a move You prolly taking Uber pools And you still hating what a fool [Verse] I been poppin' since a jit doe No prentendo Now my momma need a Benzo I was having way before I had my demos I told em i can't play no games This no Nintendo Need my money like crescendos The flow so cold, so monumental Just speak my mental Might just cut the instrumental Don't blink I might jump out I'm the window [Chorus] You got opinions that's coooool Hot damn look at you! Everything you say is true All that hate you know it's fuel They had hated Jesus too They had hated Jesus too