Intro

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Come on Roll your windows down And turn the woofers up New giddy city get that liquor in your tinted cups Picture me kicking this pretty then remember the words We keep it gritty like the grates at the edge of the curb Live and learn, living legend, 9th and Murs, burn first Now its Jeanie's turn to recite it to get your urn church I mean chuch, get your blushing up And button up, your luck is slowing and your cussing me, fuck! This ain't a test nigga, no pencils, only ink And blood splattered like your toes on my drink The dream shattering girl Without collateral earls Unimaginable, chatter like a lateral curls Tight expanding your world And my mic can just spike this game Like a roofie or a volleyball move liken the aim To get analogies right, you dumb as Mallory right? The Jeanius, smarter than you thought at first apparently, right? Please don't be mad at me, I'd rather be liked Cause your opinion really matters automatically, psych! I give a fuck about what you could think that Jean can do, plus My pimp lean is cool, back up like these blacks on the bus School niggas. School. Get learned! Get your learn on! We finna teach you something! Justice League, Brooklyn Academy, we're all making records! Pumpkinhead, we still family yeah! We bring it down like this from New York to Kaki-laki Kick back, and flick your wrist This shit got me mumbling, should we bring it back? [Verse 2] Mad dub pour it like the flow without the chorus We get the love from the Joneses and Jazzy, N.O.R.E.'s Border crossing transporter, illegal drugs So much that pass porters in need of illegal tucks Call your peoples up and tell them it dropped Be like a felon gold poppers from one hell of a knock I pop lock these words, till you pop a nerve Then I'll b-girl stance like "You Got Served"