"OKAY JOYCE" lyrics

Living viva la bam, ay
Get me out of this jam, ay
Had to foil your plans, bitch
Wasting money on brands, bitch
I been zooming through grams, ay
"How many?" I can't say
Server hopping, got banned, ay
Chop, chop. They ran, bitch

Jury and the judge
They decide I'm wrong or not
Already know what I want
I don't take too long to shop
Sneaky little bitch
Know I keep my phone unlocked
When you dance with the devil
You wait for the song to stop

Hold up
Head case
Fresh up out the dead space
Multiply your dead face
Leaning 'til my legs break
Slimming down the dead weight
"You should go to bed, Chase"
That was not your best take
Hooligan, el jefe
Run me back and press play

Jackpot in my notes app
Pet the cat, but it's 'gon scratch
Joint twist then bone crack
Too indifferent, I don't scrap
Fly to me then get flown back
Scumbag and I own that
We invade where your zone at

Sugar I put in the tank
The fuck do I put in the bank
Probably huffing some paint
I like to play a 'lil game
When it's just me and a dame
Speeding the whip in the rain
I might get hit by a train

East coast kid
I'm nocturnal, don't get no sun
That's emo, bitch
When I chop it up with no one
No primo, flips
Mamma see me off some acid
Don't think she know shit
He flew too close to the sun
And had a heat stroke, quick
I can't save you from that fire
Ain't your hero, bitch
Leatherface
I rev my chainsaw in Home Depot, bitch
Pipe down
I said, "tranquilo," bitch