Dial Up, Bria, Magic Williams, Dave Prime, FreePlanet - Jerly

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Jerly on me swinging
Jerly on me swinging
Got that jerly on me swinging
That jerly on me swinging
I’ma jump in it like this
She put her tit on my dick
I do not eat with the kids
Grown boy whipping the grits
Always greet with a kiss
Always leave with your bitch
First, she sent me a pic
Then she sent me a vid
Then she came in person
And I asked her to do it again
Know I stick with the shit
Shoot your shit with a stick
1 plus 2 make 3, try nigga hand be gripping the 6
You cannot do what I did
You cannot move where I live
Free The Nip activist
Knock the wind out of it
Make room for the kid, hey
Stay tuned for the end, hey
Got bread to spend, hey
Don’t care what your friends, say
Fuck you and the feds, hey
Fucked her and her friends, hey
I walked in like hell no
Niggas talking out of they jail phones
Got 3G's in my cell phone
Talking 3G's til my neck show
Every song got em like who dis?
Even though Wavi is well known
We sell tix like Boston, my teeth sore from this flossin'
I don’t drive but I saw the Wraith and yeah, nigga I copped it
Rich nigga need options, need something to do with this profit
Made 30k in the day to day so you gotta make deposits
Yeah been living at my own risk
My shit slaps, yours just flicks
I rap facts, you just diss
I rap real, you rap just
A nigga out here don’t rap for shit
You got a nigga leaning like actavis
You run shit like laxatives, you rapping but you ain’t packing shit
You know I aim to kill and I know you aim to miss, nigga
These ladies crazy, they really fuck with the flow
But I’m standing on stage, watching shorties go throw sum mo
Running with the sack I’m like Johnny Moore
Running late cause we had a show
Got another show and another show
Niggas wanna rap like Baby though
Shit, I’m tryna rap like Jay-Z though, got 80 hoes what’s up shit
Niggas ice cold, you would think we froze
So tired you would think we dozed off
These niggas listen, I’m gonna shine, I’m gonna glisten
Lincoln fiending for a quesadilla fresh up out the mission
Reminiscing bout one time that I went to go get it
We was sitting in the kitchen, next thing we kissing
She calling me a magician when I hit her with transitions
Then I went to go get it, lord forgive me for smashing kittens
God!
Seen you lurking on the gram bout a week ago
Double tapping on pics that are like 50 weeks old
You must be missing and reminiscing but don’t get it twisted
See your girl be dissin' («Oh y’all broke up?»)
You trippin'
See, I only ride with niggas making over 6 figures
The heavy hitters
Dropping stacks on supreme bricks and golden shitters
0, 0, 0, 0, zeros in your checkbook
Jealous bitches hating
Call em Haiti they so fuckin shook
Girls say who are you?
Bitch, who is me?
Ask your nigga he keep calling («Why?»)
Look and see
My waist is hella small and my hair is hella curly
See me shining in the light
That’s my Becca and my jerly, nigga