Jake - Belligerent Gerry Lyrics

Kill it, go kill it
Shit I always been killing it
Bitch forgot where the ceiling is
Tell me I can't make a milly bitch

Full steam like Willy did
No sleep, dilly dilly bitch
Nose deep on a silly bitch
Slurred speech, but we killing it

Trynna find out where the limit is
This a rebellion, we in this bitch
Bradley Cooper like Limitless
Gang gang gon handle this

Cabbage patch my stimulus
Going up at the end of this
I was growing up trynna handle biz
Make moves no analyst

Got too many points on the board
Come back and we run up the score
2018 is secured
The shit is already procured

Bodies be hitting the floor
I got your corpse in a drawer
Got the esprit de corps
And now they be asking for more

Trynna feed off of this energy
If you ain't on the team, you offending me
Ain't got no time for enemies
Too many people depend on me

Pushing you out like anarchy
Put your demise in a major key
Look at the eye, gotchu quivering
No compromise, it's major league

Head space in the grove
2 grams on the stove
Doing it all for the show
Like it's a 45 in my coat

40 ounce like the Colt
F*ck with me, get a jolt
Ritual like a cult
Bitch you already know

Don't f*ck with me and my medicine
This all we need, no jettison
Mastermind like Madison
Private rooms like Radisson

Deep in the hills my residence
10 mill on the shit, no estimate
Head down to the bay, it's heavenly
But I'm trynna stay in the Beverly

Got too many points on the board
Come back and we run up the score
2018 is secured
The shit is already procured

Bodies be hitting the floor
I got your corpse in a drawer
Got the esprit de corps
And now they be asking for more

Trynna feed off of this energy
If you ain't on the team, you offending me
Ain't got no time for enemies
Too many people depend on me

Pushing you out like anarchy
Put your demise in a major key
Look at the eye, gotchu quivering
No compromise, it's major league

Run it up, go run it up
Too much on the mind can't sum it up
Too much on the vine, come run with us
Step outta line, gotta f*ck you up

Half a band on a power stack
Turning up like a thermostat
Run it up, gotta run it back
Cough it up, pussycat

Don't f*ck with me and my wolf pack
I don't speak to a bitch ass
If you're not first, you finished last
Hit the clutch, make the pass

Every move is deliberate
24/7 belligerent
365 it's ignorant
All day, it's legitimate

Got too many points on the board
Come back and we run up the score
2018 is secured
The shit is already procured

Bodies be hitting the floor
I got your corpse in a drawer
Got the esprit de corps
And now they be asking for more

Trynna feed off of this energy
If you ain't on the team, you offending me
Ain't got no time for enemies
Too many people depend on me

Pushing you out like anarchy
Put your demise in a major key
Look at the eye, gotchu quivering
No compromise, it's major league