"Jackson 5 Freestyle (Remix)" lyrics
Yeah
Try not to be jaded but lord forgive me if I don't seem excited
Niggas flames get'n reunited
When you don't see that bread like you on a keto diet
Peep the way the elite divide us, still want that seat on private
Jets hit the tarmac and get popped, cause niggas can't be defiant
What goes up eventually comes back down, oh you don't believe in science?
I'm always up cause God got me, what you see is triumph
One in the hole whenever I ride with my gun
They wanna ban 'em like we still can't buy guns, ay let bygones be bygones
Heatin' my house without the pilot light on
Might hit a island out in Taiwan, bitch I'm wahlinn money fall out of my palm
Give me a reason bitch, this heathen's sick
The youngin's a demon, squeezin' cigs
I'm still rockin' shit from Yeezy season 6
Go ask yo mama how all my cash come in commas
Niggas stab you in the back like I just asked for acupuncture, damn
Get BBLs and hoes don't know how to act this summer
Get'n desensitized from ass, no you just want them racks that's on us, stop it
These whores scare me
Bitch you need Jesus Christ, a bath and some therapy
I'm very aware, but some of y'all ain't aware of me
Go check my G files, I'm official, I guarantee
Lord Benton
I get top to Slipknot
By this Gen Z thot that popped on TikTok
The rap grim reaper, grave digger, I dig plots
Schoolyard bully, fuck around get your wig shot
Try not to be jaded but lord forgive me if I don't seem excited
Niggas flames get'n reunited
When you don't see that bread like you on a keto diet
Peep the way the elite divide us, still want that seat on private
Jets hit the tarmac and get popped, cause niggas can't be defiant
What goes up eventually comes back down, oh you don't believe in science?
I'm always up cause God got me, what you see is triumph
One in the hole whenever I ride with my gun
They wanna ban 'em like we still can't buy guns, ay let bygones be bygones
Heatin' my house without the pilot light on
Might hit a island out in Taiwan, bitch I'm wahlinn money fall out of my palm
Give me a reason bitch, this heathen's sick
The youngin's a demon, squeezin' cigs
I'm still rockin' shit from Yeezy season 6
Go ask yo mama how all my cash come in commas
Niggas stab you in the back like I just asked for acupuncture, damn
Get BBLs and hoes don't know how to act this summer
Get'n desensitized from ass, no you just want them racks that's on us, stop it
These whores scare me
Bitch you need Jesus Christ, a bath and some therapy
I'm very aware, but some of y'all ain't aware of me
Go check my G files, I'm official, I guarantee
Lord Benton
I get top to Slipknot
By this Gen Z thot that popped on TikTok
The rap grim reaper, grave digger, I dig plots
Schoolyard bully, fuck around get your wig shot
