Top Songs By JAHMED
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAHMED
Performer
Jahmed Carlisle
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JAHMED
Songwriter
Dillan Beau Bailard
Songwriter
Donnell Stephens III
Songwriter
Jeremy Alexander Uribe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bregma
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
If I die today
Fuck around, it be a holiday
JAH' bring smile on all of y'all
**** showin' teeth like he graduate
Bitch, show teeth, I'ma dentist man
Whip on the curb, got no tints, ha
Winter-time with the windows down
Tell me how to fuck that make sense, ha
Aye
[Verse 2]
Aye, hold up
Beep beep
Who got key to the jeep jeep?
Shorty pull up and defeat me
Coochie put **** to sleep-sleep
I am the man of my house
I am the man of my city
Kick in your door with the extras
Spilling champagne on your couch
[Verse 3]
Hoppin' off the bed with no shirt
Look, I show my ribs
Contemplatin' on me gettin' tatted
But won't ink my skin
But I lay the fabrics on my back
Then I bow my head
Thank the Lord for this, for this day
I may not see again
[Verse 4]
Hold up
Beep beep
Who got key to the jeep-jeep?
Shorty pull up and defeat me
Coochie put **** to sleep sleep
I am the man of my house
I am the man of my city
Kick in your door with the extras
Spilling champagne on your couch
Aye, spillin' my feeling
[Verse 5]
Grip on my nut
Give a fuck 'bout your feelings
I'm grippin' my cup, I doubled it up
Prolific with the bird vision
Lotta power with the powered steering
Bending corners how the G's whippin'
Doin' donuts, burnin' rubber
Hangin' out the window like the fuckin' seat missin'
Ain't no smilin' in my pictures if I'm sippin' liquor
I might cheese like I'm Chuck E. but, bitch, use that filter (Aye)
Flash mode 'cause the skin dark (Aye)
I lighten up when the pin spark (Aye)
Gold chain, it's a shiny noose (On God)
Feet hang while we cloud-walk (Bitch)
[Verse 6]
If I die today, I'm doin' donuts in the parkin' lot
Shoot it at any **** that can get it, ****
You can suck my dick, bitch
I don't really care about nothin', ****
I'm out here ruthless with a motherfucker, ****
You could die, you could die
But, shit, I hope I don't die
[Verse 7]
If I die today
Fuck around, it be a holiday
JAH' bring smile on all of y'all
**** showin' teeth like he graduate
Bitch, show teeth, I'ma dentist, man
Whip on the curb, got no tints, ha
Winter-time with the windows down
Tell me how to fuck that make sense, ha
Aye
Aye, hold up
Beep beep
Who got key to the jeep jeep?
Shorty pull up and defeat me
Coochie put **** to sleep sleep
I am the man of my house
I am the man of my city
Kick in your door with the extras
Spilling champagne on your couch
Written by: Bregma, Dillan Beau Bailard, Donnell Stephens III, JAHMED, Jeremy Alexander Uribe
