Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jhacari
Jhacari
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahcari Devray Blunt
Jahcari Devray Blunt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carter
Carter
Producer
Two Five
Two Five
Producer
Leenor
Leenor
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Know what I'm sayin'
Yeah, ****, know what I'm sayin'
(Jhacari in this motherfucker) Yeah, huh
[Chorus]
It's a lot of naked bitches in here shaking ass
Light it up, roll it up, on a whole 'nother pack
I been fuckin' foreign bitches, kicking shit, laid back
You was fuckin' boring bitches, I ain't even into that
I say hold on, hold on, mama, come here, give me a kiss, kiss
Hold on, hold on, come here, hit a split on the dick, dick
Hold on, hold on, long gone out of my feelings
I been gettin' money, I just signed, not to mention
I know **** be hatin', I patiently waited
Told mama we finally made it
I drop racks and racks and racks on my car
All my shit outdated
**** be lyin', they cappin' and actin'
Deadass, for real, ****, I ain't just rappin'
I'm a young **** that's used to fashion
Hit the gas and start smashin'
[Verse 1]
My jewelry water, say I need a float
I feel like Yachty when I'm on a boat
Dior my shoes and it's Dior my coat
Ain't gotta tell 'em, I'm hot and they know
She get to wildin', wildin', wildin'
Throwin' that ass, she shakin' that ass
Up, down, up, down, go slow
And shake it fast, yeah
[Chorus]
It's a lot of naked bitches in here shaking ass
Light it up, roll it up, on a whole 'nother pack
I been fuckin' foreign bitches, kicking shit, laid back
You was fuckin' boring bitches, I ain't even into that
I say hold on, hold on, mama, come here, give me a kiss, kiss
Hold on, hold on, come here, hit a split on the dick, dick
Hold on, hold on, long gone out of my feelings
I been gettin' money, I just signed, not to mention
I know **** be hatin', I patiently waited
Told mama we finally made it
I drop racks and racks and racks on my car
All my shit outdated
**** be lyin', they cappin' and actin'
Deadass, for real, ****, I ain't just rappin'
I'm a young **** that's used to fashion
Hit the gas and start smashin'
[Verse 2]
Hold on, woah
Hold up, hold up, yeah, yeah
I been fuckin' bad bitches day by day, real player
Scared to pass the ball 'cause these **** know that I'm a real player
Long live Rudy, ****, throw it up, LL Snake
Hold on, hold on, had 'em goin' crazy 'bout part one
They like, "Hold on, hold on, do a part two, you gotta drop somethin'"
Hold on, hold on, hop in the booth and I'ma pop it
Bitch, I been poppin', huh, ain't nobody stop me
[Chorus]
And I know **** be hatin', I patiently waited
Told mama we finally made it
I drop racks and racks and racks on my car
All my shit outdated
**** be lyin', they cappin' and actin'
Deadass, for real, ****, I ain't just rappin'
I'm a young **** that's used to fashion
Hit the gas and start smashin'
[Outro]
I say walk, walk, walk
Oh, yeah, yeah, walk, walk, walk
Oh, yeah, yeah, hmm
Big joke, these **** big joke
These **** big joke, these **** big joke
Written by: Jahcari Devray Blunt
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out