
Rotation Jazz Lazer (Ft. Trippie Redd)
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[Chorus: Jazz Lazer]
Who wanna come? Better come get you some, before it's gone
Don't you run, when it's all said and done, kingdom come
A bit too numb, can't feel you on my tongue
Way too strong, but I waited way too long
Who wanna come? Better come get you some, before it's gone
I can't even taste it, I'm way too numb
Over and on, rotation, and I'll be back in the mornin'
[Verse 1: Jazz Lazer]
[?]
[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, I'm from the trenches, man know that he say, he the hottest in the game, but I do not know ya (Rotate, yeah)
Rocks in my ears look likе boulders
We walk in that trap, eatin' good, lil' bitch likе a Kroger
And I fucked yo' lil' bitch, she a goer
I'm puttin' my dick in her lungs, lil' bitch is a throater
Fatality, pass the controller
Yeah, I'm the king, bitch, when I win I'm a blow it
Catch me in the trench, behind enemy lines
He dissin' the gang, then that nigga gon' die
And that .223 straight to the head or the spine
[?] fuck shit, gotta be mine
Cuttin' off strings, I ain't tryna be be tied
We makin' it blast, Columbine
I'm a get to the bag and let Llamas fly
You wit' it and quit it, it's do or die
Who wanna come? Better come get you some, before it's gone
Don't you run, when it's all said and done, kingdom come
A bit too numb, can't feel you on my tongue
Way too strong, but I waited way too long
Who wanna come? Better come get you some, before it's gone
I can't even taste it, I'm way too numb
Over and on, rotation, and I'll be back in the mornin'
[Verse 1: Jazz Lazer]
[?]
[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, I'm from the trenches, man know that he say, he the hottest in the game, but I do not know ya (Rotate, yeah)
Rocks in my ears look likе boulders
We walk in that trap, eatin' good, lil' bitch likе a Kroger
And I fucked yo' lil' bitch, she a goer
I'm puttin' my dick in her lungs, lil' bitch is a throater
Fatality, pass the controller
Yeah, I'm the king, bitch, when I win I'm a blow it
Catch me in the trench, behind enemy lines
He dissin' the gang, then that nigga gon' die
And that .223 straight to the head or the spine
[?] fuck shit, gotta be mine
Cuttin' off strings, I ain't tryna be be tied
We makin' it blast, Columbine
I'm a get to the bag and let Llamas fly
You wit' it and quit it, it's do or die
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