Jitta On The Track - S2DIO SUNDAYS Ep. 3 lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Wake up in the mo'ning like a muthafuckin' king, hoe

I done stacked my chips up, stacked my chips up like it's Pringles

Man, I fuckin' party, fuck the party up on Single

Always keep side bitch, ain't my fault that she yo main hoe

Gettin' this money, bitch, I'm havin' fun with it

Literally, I'm makin' the bitches go dumb with it

Pack up the whip, get it back to the comberland

I touchdown on the great, nigga, you fumblin'

I fuck yo bitch and then later she tumblin'

Bloggin' bout how she want Jitta to fuck her friends

Stone in my government, don't give a fuck, but you haters can suck a dick

Livin' life, runnin' shit, this my mentality, you gotta run with it

I'm gettin' stupid brain, you with the dumber shit

Mami can fuck me, ya know you my number chick

Jetta on otha shit! Do ya understand who ya fuckin' with?

Stolen my lifestyle and this be my mothership

Feelin' like this is apocalypse, she want a chocolate?

Tell her to puck her lips <<muah>>

I'm that nigga and I do it

Bitch, I walk up in the club like my name is Dr. Lucas

She really want a pipe like the bitch smokin' hookah

And you're leanin' down the bottom like a fruca

I see-era like the future, man, you need to the movin'

Need to feel Jitta but my nigga smokin' Buddha

Pussy on the beat, I feneusse em on the beach

I don't fuck with Mace cuz that nigga aint me

I can keep it cool, you can ask Tim Webb

I've been at it fo' a minute, but that boy ain't left

Tell ya hold yo breath, duct tape yo mouth

Bipolar comin' soon, bitches bout to go down

Who do ya luv and I'm feelin' nuclear, bruh

When Jitta do a show they prolly move to the front

And when Jitta rollin' up, you move to the blunt

And you ain't gotta think twice cuz it's usin' ya gut, bitch

(Hook)

I'm sayn who do ya luv?