[Intro]
Uh
Fuckin’ wisdom tooth is killin’ me
The fuck
Uh, ahem
[Verse 1]
Check, anybody can see the kid got it
I see niggas ignore it so I feel a way about it
From rapping in that truck with bolts on and rolling blunts
Bagging a couple bitches and fucking them all at once
Friday night lights, I was catching and dropping punts
Thinking about rapping, I could be J.I.D or like Chris Johnson
My thumbs keep strumming kinda like the Mumford & Sons
Mommy went dumb when she got that call I had got caught
Kicked out of college for tongues, niggas be talking
I wasn’t even on camera, just hit the lick with some amateurs
Glad we did that, now I’m flying to Los Angeles with a 8th in my pre-rolls
Call that shit a tarantula
Tarantino on your big screen, ho
Slave man, South East Coast, J.I.D or DiCap Leo
Set it off, my big sis reminded me of Cleo
And my brothers is killers you might see on Nat Geo’
You gotta chill cause niggas can get they cap peeled
I keep that 40 like I’m Pat Tillman
They sent my nigga up the hill, yea they jack jill’d ’em
And a million other black children
Let’s crack the seal, I’m spillin’

[Hook]
Alright, I feel amazing, I can feel the haters, do something
I ain’t finna fade ya, I ain’t got a taser, shoot something
Niggas talkin’ crazy, wipe the little baby, too funny
Pull up on ya, had a crew coming, take a deuce on ya, hold up
[Verse 2]
Looking for it in the night time
I been looking for it all day
Imma get it at the right time
Watch em fuck with me the long way
Watch a nigga at the bike whip
Hit the buyer with the stone face
Greenbriar with the whole case
Bust it down and flood the whole state
Bitches know when that work good
Anna Mae eat the whole cake
We ain’t even gotta role play
Had to get it out the bowl way
Kill shit, OJ, No way, Jose, Slo-Mo, okay
I don’t do this shit at your pace
I ain’t here to do it your way
And I’m coming thru the ceiling, thru the floor, back and front door way
You do not want war, I swear, I swore on your grave
I been on my shit since like 6th, 5th, and 4th grade—wait
Even before grades, going to my brother court dates
And I asked my momma bout what he did but they’d never tell me
Then I figured he killed a nigga or got caught for some dope he selling
Kinda close but no cigarillo, he was armored up, that’s a armadillo
My pops did time in the military and he taught us how to disarm a nigga
See the boys, you better warn a nigga but JID prolly got warrants, nigga
Like North Carolina or South Carolina, got the hideout in like Florence, nigga
Swear your raps so borin’, nigga
Then you say you trap—you be lyin’, nigga
I don’t fuck with none of y’all happy trappers
Better grab and strap, people dyin’, nigga, Lord
Sorry we making all the noise
But you ain’t have to call the boys
Some shit you just can’t avoid
Dumb shit, coolin’ with the squad

[Outro]

[Hook]
Never been shit, never had shit, never knew shit, never out never do shit, damn
But a nigga never gave two shits
Never been a bitch, never had a Rollie on the wrist, never had shit, never take, never asking give me this, give me that shit, give me everything nigga, give me everything nigga
(again)
Never been shit, never had shit, never knew shit, never out never do shit, damn
But a nigga never gave two shits
Never been a bitch, never had a Bezel on the wrist, never had shit, never take, never asking give me this, give me that, give me everything nigga, give me everything nigga, give me everything

[Verse 1]
Never had a real dollar to my name bruh
Shit been lame bruh
I ain’t even in this shit for the fame bruh, it’s the pain bruh
Most of the niggas I came up (with), haven’t came up
And doing the same stuff, but I haven’t came up
This really ain’t nothing, niggas thinking they fucking with JID
Ya’ll got the game fucked (up)
Tremendously, can’t fuck with the mind of a mental fiend who dig deep in the depths when he into deep
I crept on the steps where the demons leap
And yell well show the Lord what He means to me
Oh my God, don’t be mean to me
We arrived with a bean or three
And it’s not what it seems to be
I can die, I can fly, I can try very easily
I’ma guy need a giant, she a vibrant thing, I probably won’t buy it
Bird bitch take flight, no pilot
Serve dick, curve bitch, no bias
Back up, back up, chick bad timing
I got to get on stage, you better get on page
I have you looking out the window pane and in the rain and in the thing, but in the way
If I say this is what it is forget the lip
Now what’s my point, now I forget
Got me fucking up my script, fuck this shit, I got this shit
Getting to the point where everybody say they from the block and shit with Glocks and shit and poppin’, pimpin’, trapping, and sipping lean
Ya’ll niggas fall for anything, you got the plug in Medellín?
Kingpin, you a pin king (Kingpin, you a pin king)
Bye, bye, niggas in sync
Try I? Nigga risky
Fire, fire from the wrist piece
Niggas shooting like the ’60s

[Hook]
Never been shit, never had shit, never knew shit, never out never do shit, damn
But a nigga never gave two shits
Never been a bitch, never had a Rollie on the wrist, never had shit, never take, never asking give me this, give me that shit, give me everything, nigga fuck you

[Verse 2]
Alright what you call a chick that don’t suck dick? You don’t
And if you think you finna come up this, you won’t
Down comes the boogie and up jumps the funk
This beat taking a beat and got hand out the lumps
Damn baby, yo ass stand out in pumps
That’s outstanding, stand outside until your man come
Or you can leave with the kid, we can plan some
You know I came from the dirt like a sandstorm
Nigga, this a 3 point and-1, and 100, Wilt Chamberlain with the hand dumb
Shawty love JID, let me turn into a hand puppet
She moan sound like German or something
Run game, bitches think I’m Todd Gurley or something
Give me jersey, I done balled so hard, I caught a hernia
Wheeled yo bitch out my bed in a gurney
You gotta leave lil mama, the clocks turning
I hit it first, Ray J or Ron Jeremy
They bleed like us so them niggas could never scare me
No niggas got more glow than JID
Barely scratching the fucking surface
You need work, you need purpose
Everybody good, everybody trap perfect
Everything cool, don’t nobody act nervous
Just ignore the fact that your favorite rap nigga is a sap nigga
We don’t dap niggas, get the rrrat from the ratchet
Get the pack out the package
Lil’ savage ass, ratchet ass, bastard ass, havin’ ass, rapping ass, jacking ass, wait
Finna black, green dot, send in cash, pen and pad, minivan, been in that, been with that bullshit nigga

[Outro]
I don’t wake up to the bull like I usually do
Young niggas down the block on the woopty woop
Better pray to God they don’t shoot at you
Dreams of cleanin’ this dirty money out my cuticles
Then a nigga make the crowd jump like Zoboomafoo
Shit’s beautiful