Listen Up Jews

Listen Up Jews

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Yee (Yee, we in this— ro-ro—)
Yee, yee, yee, yee, yee (Rockin' with, rockin' with Patrick)
Yee, yee, yee, yee, yee
Yee, yee, yee, yee
Take my shirt off and then the bitch suck me up
I just came in with this goddamn shit in my cup
Told this bitch this real love, real love, bitch, ain't no lust
Told these niggas, "Don't spray none of that shit on my Runtz"
(Say what? What? What? Ah)
Fuck up the money, yeah, fuck up the money
(Fuck it up, fuck it up, I'm fuckin' it
I'm fuckin' it, I'm fuckin' it)
Fuck up the hundreds
We fuck up these hundreds (Fuck up these hundreds, these hundreds
These hundreds, these hundreds)
She brung up my life, so I'm callin' her Sunny
I was in Atlanta, I was posted with Lani (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
And I was posted with Eric (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Now I'm back in the bity (Let's go, blatt)
Talk shit like a parrot (Say what? What?)
I was just in the city (Woo-hoo)
I was just in Paris
And this bitch sucked me up (Ah)
Had to grab her hair (What? What?)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with my kitchen
Just like Gucci said (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
And that bitch suck up on my dick
Make that coochie wet (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've been on some rockstar fuckin' shit
I got real tats (What? What? What? What?)
I was in Luke's damn near every fuckin' day
(On God), that what Loonie said (On God)
Pussy nigga, don't be 'round his friends
(Woo-hoo, yeah), ain't heard what Rudy said (Bitch)
Hold up, pussy nigga don't got no racks (What?)
Where your blue at? (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Hold up, pussy signed for 30K (Woo, what?), boy
Your manager whack (30K)
Hold up, hold up, movin' a whole lot of bags
Just like Poo Tang (Whole lot of bags)
Huh, yeah, bad bitch sucked my dick
Sucked the whole thing (Sucked the whole thing)
Hold up, yeah, finna get me a new whip
Might go Range, Range (Yeah, yeah, ah)
Hold up, hold up, that lil' nigga got a shooter
But he ain't got no aim
Hold up, yeah, she tryna fuck with me now
Damn, I peeped game (Yeah, I peeped, yeah)
Nigga, fuck the hook, I'm still goin', bitch, I keep flowin'
This bitch sucked my dick after I nutted, this bitch keep goin'
Niggas ain't wearin' shit, that shit ain't fly
Just 'cause it Rick Owens (What? What? What?)
That bitch fucked on me 'cause I was slime, damn, I'm already knowin'
Woo, woo-hoo (Ah, ah)
Woo-hoo, woo-hoo (We in this— ro-ro—)
Ayy, Pat', what the fuck we doin'?
(Woo-hoo, ah, rockin' with, rockin' with Patrick)
Woo, woo, woo-hoo (woo, woo-ho, ah)
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (If you scared, get the fuck)
Take my shirt off and then the bitch suck me up
I just came in with this goddamn shit in my cup
Told this bitch this real love, real love, bitch, ain't no lust
Told these niggas, "Don't spray none of that shit on my Runtz"
None of that shit on my Runtz
Told that bitch, "Don't spray none of that shit on my Runtz" (Hold up)
Don't spray none of that shit on my— hold up, hold up
Don't spray none of that shit on my— hold up, hold up
(We in this— ro-ro—)
(Rockin' with, rockin' with Patrick)
Hold up
My bitch is a Jew, woah, woah (Say what?)
My bitch is a Jew, woah, woah
I jump out the coupe, woah, woah (Jump out, jump out)
He's a cat, Dr. Seuss, woah
He is a cat, Dr. Seuss, woah (What?)
I'm finna turn into a Jew, hold up (What? What?)
I'm finna turn into a Jew, woah (Turn up)
I'm finna turn into a Jew (What?)
I smoked too many cigs, I can't talk
I just hit this bitch from the back, now she can't walk
She got powder in her nose, that shit look like chalk
I walk around with ARP, I don't ever have no Glock
But I like guns, I like guns, I like guns, I like guns
(Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)
I'm a president when I move, bitch, no, I don't gotta run (Hold up)
And I can't beef with none of these niggas
No more (Pussy), they all my sons (What?)
And I want big guap, big cash, big funds (Woah, woah, woah)
Big funds (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Big, big funds (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
I want cash, big funds, I want (Say what?)
I want cash, big fund— say what?
My bitch is a Jew, woah, woah (Say what?)
My bitch is a Jew, woah, woah
I jump out the coupe, woah, woah (Jump out, jump out)
He's a cat, Dr. Seuss, woah
He is a cat, Dr. Seuss, woah (What?)
I'm finna turn into a Jew, hold up (What? What?)
I'm finna turn into a Jew, woah (Turn up)
I'm finna turn into a Jew (What?)
I'm finna turn into a Jew, woah (I'm finna into a Jew)
I'm finna turn into a Jew (Turn into a Jew)
My bitch is a Jew, woah (Bitch is a Jew)
I'm finna turn into— woah
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, yeah
(I don't give a fuck)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
(Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, yeah)
(Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)

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