"Jokery" lyrics
(Get the fuck out!)
(Bitch), fuck
Ah-haha-haha-haha-hah
Run a nigga down, I feel like a Joker
Come to the dead end, got blicks in the sofa
Fucked up his cards, this shit ain't like Poker
Run a nigga down, he singin' like Opera
Shit like casino, I'm taking yo' tokens
Un-attach the scope, my stick lookin' scope-less
Blacked out mask, so they didn't even notice
Seventeen round clip, still it be poking
You wanna go to war? My calendar open
Two and two the licks, I switched up my focus
In the trenches, keep yo' blick on a leash, nigga better keep his eyes open
In the licks, I'm in the ride coaching
Nigga think he taking mines? He coking
Caught the bitch, he was outside loafing
Better have backup on standby, we ready
I'm on that drank, now it feel like I'm heavy
I ain't even gon' cap, I had to live in the telly
Beat up his face 'cause he didn't get the message
Causing violence with you, shit get domestic
You got a lick? Link up with me, ain't no texting
Took the plug down 'cause he never be blessing
Packed in the whip, we get out like some Mexicans
Take a nigga fye, get on live, we be flexin' it
Get in your whip, it ain't shit to start wreckin' shit
All my partna's know I always be stretching zips
Stole the whip, did the dash, I be reckless
I'll blow your mind if I give you my record list
Nigga ain't put me on, nigga turned to a lick
Nigga a bitch, nigga I ain't with that funny shit
Two clips on me, I'm riding with a dumping kit
Catch the boy down bad, you know we be stomping shit
Boy you a bitch, you know you be running quick
Come to my hood, run a seven, I'm punching shit
Fucked up on these drugs, my stomach twisted
Fuck
Come out my shirt 'cause I tatted my belly
Went on that lick by myself 'cause I know I ain't telling
Lil' bro gon' tell on that lick, I could already smell it
Meet the plug, told him to mail it
Real fye fye, lil' guns don't shoot out pellets
Had sneak 'round the back with this fine shit 'cause my fine shit jealous
Real fye fye, like one more time, this shit don't shoot out pellets
(Bitch), fuck
Ah-haha-haha-haha-hah
Run a nigga down, I feel like a Joker
Come to the dead end, got blicks in the sofa
Fucked up his cards, this shit ain't like Poker
Run a nigga down, he singin' like Opera
Shit like casino, I'm taking yo' tokens
Un-attach the scope, my stick lookin' scope-less
Blacked out mask, so they didn't even notice
Seventeen round clip, still it be poking
You wanna go to war? My calendar open
Two and two the licks, I switched up my focus
In the trenches, keep yo' blick on a leash, nigga better keep his eyes open
In the licks, I'm in the ride coaching
Nigga think he taking mines? He coking
Caught the bitch, he was outside loafing
Better have backup on standby, we ready
I'm on that drank, now it feel like I'm heavy
I ain't even gon' cap, I had to live in the telly
Beat up his face 'cause he didn't get the message
Causing violence with you, shit get domestic
You got a lick? Link up with me, ain't no texting
Took the plug down 'cause he never be blessing
Packed in the whip, we get out like some Mexicans
Take a nigga fye, get on live, we be flexin' it
Get in your whip, it ain't shit to start wreckin' shit
All my partna's know I always be stretching zips
Stole the whip, did the dash, I be reckless
I'll blow your mind if I give you my record list
Nigga ain't put me on, nigga turned to a lick
Nigga a bitch, nigga I ain't with that funny shit
Two clips on me, I'm riding with a dumping kit
Catch the boy down bad, you know we be stomping shit
Boy you a bitch, you know you be running quick
Come to my hood, run a seven, I'm punching shit
Fucked up on these drugs, my stomach twisted
Fuck
Come out my shirt 'cause I tatted my belly
Went on that lick by myself 'cause I know I ain't telling
Lil' bro gon' tell on that lick, I could already smell it
Meet the plug, told him to mail it
Real fye fye, lil' guns don't shoot out pellets
Had sneak 'round the back with this fine shit 'cause my fine shit jealous
Real fye fye, like one more time, this shit don't shoot out pellets
