21 jump street lyrics

[Chorus]
Reach-Reach, we gon' pop him
My plug had a breach, need a new doctor
Sippin' mud, pouring lean, I feel robotic
I'm out the world, can't feel my feet, I'm out my body
I'm at your girl's, she on her knees, you gon' do nun 'bout it
I take my talents to the Rodeo and ride it
Taking my talents down to South Beach or Miami
Like I'm the goat
Glock 23 inside this Rick Owens coat

[Verse]
Pop-Popped too many damn beans, she damn near choked
Yea, I popped too many damn freaks, nut on her choker
I'm reckless
I f*ck my ho, spit in her throat, get choked out by her necklace
Yea I don't got no wholesome ho, she post on IG naked
Name a ho, I can't give up dome, get swiped up off my checklist
One DM from me can change your whole life but she ain't even check it
I had one stupid hater on Twitter, she said my music sexist
Told this ho that we twin flames, I hit her friends that live in Texas, yea
Yea I'm still in the void from my ex b*tch, I'm still in the void
I'm still getting coined from my ex b*tch, I'm still getting coin
Coulda been right here right now if you weren't dumb, I'm so annoyed
Might hit this b*tch right here right now, I'm going dumb, I'm lit, I'm torched
Before I was 21, I jumped in the street, I jumped off the porch
This car don't got no keys, it's GT3, I think it's a Porsche
n*ggas ain't nothing like me, you ain't in the streets boy you is a dork
The n*gga don't want no beef, he allergic to pork
These n*ggas don't want no beef, get split like a part
I'm in LAX
I keep me a shank, I'm in New York
You n*ggas feminine
Need your gun, I'll get right with a fork
I got right and I went North
Keep me outside, up your shoulder
I been outside, I'm imported
I been outside, I been touring'
Don't come outside of your lane, you get f*cked up, end up like Tory
My ex ho outside finding lanes with both her friends, Nemo and Dory
[Chorus]
Reach-Reach, we gon' pop him
Re-Re, R-R-Re-Reach, we gon' pop him
My plug had a breach, need a new doctor
Sippin' mud, pouring lean, I feel robotic
I'm out the world, can't feel my feet, I'm out my body
I'm at your girl's, she on her knees, you gon' do nun 'bout it
I take my talents to the Rodeo and ride it
Taking my talents down to South Beach or Miami
Like I'm the goat
Glock 23 inside this Rick Owens coat