[Verse]
Yeah loser, well if you're choosing to go against Jean
You better assemble a squad that's better than the A-team
With the green hulk and sh*t that pop shirts
And a n*gga with a shovel I can borrow when I drop the dirt
No lord, she's gone bizzurk again
The f*cking pen was dripping blood and vision was fuzzy, blurred and then she murdered them
I flirt dirty visions mostly unheard from the mouths of women
I guess I've just been blessed with a criminal intuition
Spit with a girly voice and nerdy with prose
And fully dressed so no one accidentally trips and says, "Hold on a minute"
I flow so deep that I fall in it
Prolong words like p*nis and chokes that spin ?
I'm like trying to get free drugs, no credit
So f*ck the industry, album had no edits
And f*ck Prada, man, I'll ? cause I'm broke
And I'm sorry I gotta stay out of trouble, there's no HMO medic
Ah forget it, I'll just get off the syllable letter
Just fizzle like acid burning your flesh until it's down to the gristle
You listening now? Yeah, wow
Well p*ss in your mouth wit your own di*k, come on n*ggas, fidget around
I'm about to get on everybody's last nerve
Take half of your crowd, pimp them out, have them calling your house
Nah, just f*cking around
Small time like I'm a bunch of horny n*ggas, circle j*rking with your digits, ow!
One for the ladies, two cops ? n*ggas on rooftops
Busting off shots with illegal 380's and drop
Three for me so I can easily triple it
Minus 8, double it, kick a mean 16
It's Jean, sorry if the intro was vague
The surname is Grae, purpose of the words I say
Just to get the chance to play
And hurt the birds who don't deserve to stay in it
So Black I'll smack you right in your cap
So that your knee can grow
Old n*gga, figure it out
It's clever, so let's sing it together
[Hook]
You don't want it
You don't really really want it
You don't really...