Hold up
Lyrical Yoda
Sound a little sweeter than Codeine with the soda
Flow so cold, yet it's hotter than your mama doing yoga
I'm a ladies man, you should call me Casanova
I've been mixing syrup with the Sprite
I've been grinding my whole life
I been with the doctors, right
They're like Jaxon you're so sick
Oh doc, I'm so glad that you noticed
Cause I've been so focused on this off the dome shit
I don't even know my own bitch
Now she's talking like she's tryna get me to commit
I don't even know your vocab
I got hoes fam
I got more hoes than Oscar the Grouch got toe jam
Oh my god
I can't even lie
I can't even love a girl even when I try
It's a lost cause
Y'all the tadpoles, I'm the king frog
I'm the big dog coming through the thick fog
Pack a suitcase
Come be my roommate
We'll f*ck for two days
Til I kick you to the curb and find a new bae
Wait
Talked to MAKONNEN
The club is still going up on a Tuesday
I cannot hear what you're saying
I cannot love cause I'm playing
I cannot flirt cause I'm slurring my words
Cause this gin and this juice got me wasted
Head of the game
I am on some next shit
I woke up feeling reckless
Had Codeine with my breakfast
If it wasn't for the chronic, yes I would feel restless
I danced with the devil, then I smoked him for a necklace
Never said shit, been detained and arrested
Hundred for a bottle, seen them flip it on some head shit
Back to the future
Nah, the past redirected
I made it through the fire, now they're calling me a legend
Running from the cops, jumping chain link fences
F*ck her in the feelings til she comes to her senses
Relentless, yes
Bitch you probably spent less
I'll be riding through Cali soon scratch less and dent less
Dent less, the dental
Her mouth game is mental
I'd probably still f*ck her even though she's on her menstrual
These words are flowing out the f*cking tip of my pencil
I own most these bitches
You are just a rental
Pack a suitcase
Come be my roommate
We'll f*ck for two days
Til I kick you to the curb and find a new bae
Wait
Talked to MAKONNEN
The club is still going up on a Tuesday
I cannot hear what you're saying
I cannot love cause I'm playing
I cannot flirt cause I'm slurring my words
Cause this gin and this juice got me wasted
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Hold up
Lyrical Yoda
Sound a little sweeter than Codeine with the soda
Flow so cold, yet it's hotter than your mama doing yoga
I'm a ladies man, you should call me Casanova
I've been mixing syrup with the Sprite
I've been grinding my whole life
I been with the doctors, right
They're like Jaxon you're so sick
Oh doc, I'm so glad that you noticed
Cause I've been so focused on this off the dome shit
I don't even know my own bitch
Now she's talking like she's tryna get me to commit
I don't even know your vocab
I got hoes fam
I got more hoes than Oscar the Grouch got toe jam
Oh my god
I can't even lie
I can't even love a girl even when I try
It's a lost cause
Y'all the tadpoles, I'm the king frog
I'm the big dog coming through the thick fog
Pack a suitcase
Come be my roommate
We'll f*ck for two days
Til I kick you to the curb and find a new bae
Wait
Talked to MAKONNEN
The club is still going up on a Tuesday
I cannot hear what you're saying
I cannot love cause I'm playing
I cannot flirt cause I'm slurring my words
Cause this gin and this juice got me wasted
Head of the game
I am on some next shit
I woke up feeling reckless
Had Codeine with my breakfast
If it wasn't for the chronic, yes I would feel restless
I danced with the devil, then I smoked him for a necklace
Never said shit, been detained and arrested
Hundred for a bottle, seen them flip it on some head shit
Back to the future
Nah, the past redirected
I made it through the fire, now they're calling me a legend
Running from the cops, jumping chain link fences
F*ck her in the feelings til she comes to her senses
Relentless, yes
Bitch you probably spent less
I'll be riding through Cali soon scratch less and dent less
Dent less, the dental
Her mouth game is mental
I'd probably still f*ck her even though she's on her menstrual
These words are flowing out the f*cking tip of my pencil
I own most these bitches
You are just a rental
Pack a suitcase
Come be my roommate
We'll f*ck for two days
Til I kick you to the curb and find a new bae
Wait
Talked to MAKONNEN
The club is still going up on a Tuesday
I cannot hear what you're saying
I cannot love cause I'm playing
I cannot flirt cause I'm slurring my words
Cause this gin and this juice got me wasted
Lyrical Yoda
Sound a little sweeter than Codeine with the soda
Flow so cold, yet it's hotter than your mama doing yoga
I'm a ladies man, you should call me Casanova
I've been mixing syrup with the Sprite
I've been grinding my whole life
I been with the doctors, right
They're like Jaxon you're so sick
Oh doc, I'm so glad that you noticed
Cause I've been so focused on this off the dome shit
I don't even know my own bitch
Now she's talking like she's tryna get me to commit
I don't even know your vocab
I got hoes fam
I got more hoes than Oscar the Grouch got toe jam
Oh my god
I can't even lie
I can't even love a girl even when I try
It's a lost cause
Y'all the tadpoles, I'm the king frog
I'm the big dog coming through the thick fog
Pack a suitcase
Come be my roommate
We'll f*ck for two days
Til I kick you to the curb and find a new bae
Wait
Talked to MAKONNEN
The club is still going up on a Tuesday
I cannot hear what you're saying
I cannot love cause I'm playing
I cannot flirt cause I'm slurring my words
Cause this gin and this juice got me wasted
Head of the game
I am on some next shit
I woke up feeling reckless
Had Codeine with my breakfast
If it wasn't for the chronic, yes I would feel restless
I danced with the devil, then I smoked him for a necklace
Never said shit, been detained and arrested
Hundred for a bottle, seen them flip it on some head shit
Back to the future
Nah, the past redirected
I made it through the fire, now they're calling me a legend
Running from the cops, jumping chain link fences
F*ck her in the feelings til she comes to her senses
Relentless, yes
Bitch you probably spent less
I'll be riding through Cali soon scratch less and dent less
Dent less, the dental
Her mouth game is mental
I'd probably still f*ck her even though she's on her menstrual
These words are flowing out the f*cking tip of my pencil
I own most these bitches
You are just a rental
Pack a suitcase
Come be my roommate
We'll f*ck for two days
Til I kick you to the curb and find a new bae
Wait
Talked to MAKONNEN
The club is still going up on a Tuesday
I cannot hear what you're saying
I cannot love cause I'm playing
I cannot flirt cause I'm slurring my words
Cause this gin and this juice got me wasted
Writer: Jaxon Dees
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid