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JellyBean Smoke! Berserk Skeleton Meme Song Remix (Inoue x Shirobeats x JOEHDAH x Breeton Boi)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryton Layelo
Bryton Layelo
Songwriter
Christopher Pharisien
Christopher Pharisien
Songwriter
Brian Matenga
Brian Matenga
Songwriter
Ramsey Garcia
Ramsey Garcia
Songwriter
Louverture Lubic Frederic
Louverture Lubic Frederic
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Hook:
WHO WANT SMOKE?
WHO WANT SMOKE?
WHO WANT SMOKE WITH A JELLYBEAN
POPPING OUT THE WHIP, WHOLE CLIQUE GOT EXTENDED BEAMS
WE GONE GO BESERK, PUT THEM BOIS UP IN THE DIRT
SKELETONS UP IN MY CLOSET, YOU GONE GET WHAT YOU DESERVE (x2)
Told 'em bois, off rip, its a wrap
Y'all RIP, if I rap
Treat the upload button like my gun
One click and it bang
Send a hater on a trip to Japan
No wishing him back
Y'all missing the facts
I got hella sons in the scene
Printing paper off me, that's fax
Next time you get money, better pay that tax
Keep in mind, I'm the reason that you made your best tracks (Okay)
Y'all steady hating behind the scenes and that's okay cause I know if you see me on stage you gone act right uh
My pen got lead, you got graphite uh
Peep what I said, run it back right
Pen got me leading and you off the graph right
Act right or I'm gone see you behind the scenes after applause from the audience me and my squad get you clapped like...(clap noises)
Subbing on twitter like bitch just @ me
You speak on my name like you up, uncanny
"i dropped a new song, can you run up please?"
We listen we laughing in vc
You don't got the skills or the points or the vc
Chopper go dudududu, call it blackpink
You not talking bout shit, u **** just lip sync
You all sound the same, no one got it on repeat
You all move the same, that's why you **** so knee deep
You annoying as fuck, stay on that lil bro energy
My team better, fuck is you talking bout?
Shit is obscene, keep my name out your fucking mouth
Blah blah blah
You spend your time on twitter saying nonsense
Ha ha ha
Laughing to the bank with my whole set
La la la
My verse is over, game match set, bitch
**** been talking a lot on the twitter, I had to log on and I hit em wit ratio
Yea I be singing but fuck it, it's adhd how I switch up the motherfucking stereo
That boy ain't shit
Switching up constantly
**** flip flopping
And hopping on/off of me
Petty tho, **** ain't ready tho
Money on pngs, the only way that you carry hoes DAMN
You should've died
You tweeting disses like who gon reply?
Airing them bitches like Mike 95'
And it's whole lotta red how we leaving you dyed
They say who making it? Me, me,me, I
Ori gon make it a movie
I been a demon, it's always my duty
I handle my bitches like team unizoomi
(**** that makes no sense)
**** BEEN ON MY COCK SINCE 12
PEDOPHILES GET SENT STRAIGHT TO HELL
What the hell is the matter with these fuckin rappers
Claimin that their raps are dapper, you're a fucking capper
**** been pullin up askin for favours
But im not in favor of the way you ask
Cause you're trash
"hey mango how you doing?" bad now
"wanna work, please message me back!" OKAY, YEAH IM MAD NOW!
SHUT UP! YOU ANNOYING CORN BALL ON MY DICK
WHY THE FUCK YOU ON MY COCK SO MUCH?! YOU SLOBBIN ON THE TIP
HERE'S A TIP, commit that seppuku, cause when we done with you gonna end up in a fuckin ditch
You roddy broke you will never be rich
You gotta quit chokin all up on my shit
Ok, look, please do not try me my ****, I really will smack the shit out you
Chopper go hit you like (*will slap / chris oh*) wow better pray to the god that you bow to
You bout as flimsy as jelly, stay flicking your bitch’s bean, what the fuck do you amount to?
Should’ve been met your death, think that you safe till you lay in a grave with them skeletons ‘round you
Squads get toppled till I’m big pimping like Jigga, I might just go devil trigger
Call me Johnald, I do not fuck with you ****, I might just buck at you ****
Drip like a river, stacking my racks to the ceiling, no wonder my ego got bigger
This AR gon’ sneeze out some bullets: gesundheit, my path has been drawn out like convos on Tinder
WHO WANT SMOKE?
WHO WANT SMOKE?
WHO WANT SMOKE WITH A JELLYBEAN
POPPING OUT THE WHIP, WHOLE CLIQUE GOT EXTENDED BEAMS
WE GONE GO BESERK, PUT THEM BOIS UP IN THE DIRT
SKELETONS UP IN MY CLOSET, YOU GONE GET WHAT YOU DESERVE (x2)
Written by: Brian Matenga, Bryton Layelo, Christopher Pharisien, Louverture Lubic Frederic, Ramsey Garcia
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