Probably Cursed EBK Jaaybo

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Brody, come in here)
Yeah, yeah, 2-1, Jzzz

[Chorus]
Ayy, dickhead, get your mind right
Don't preach to me about my Perky habit, bitch, this my life, yeah (Bitch, this my life)
Lil' bro tote guns from army movies, he just 5'5"
The sucker dropped a diss, we did our shit, why would I lie?
He pissed off and wanna drive by, get fullies more than oil changes
Clapped on my opp, that nigga hopped right back on live like he enjoyed the spank (Like he enjoyed thе spank)
What the fuck? Boy, you ain't got one up top, bro, pass the polе, quit playin'
If it's a opp that's worth to put in extra work, that nigga run, you chase him
Stole the bacon, snitch K, you's a pig, nigga (You's a snitch)
I'm probably cursed from all the skits that I done did, nigga (That I done did, nigga)
Participated in so many shootouts and I'm still livin' (Hey, I'm still here)
Ayy, this my first time in spaceship, how I park low? (How I park it?)

[Verse]
The shit I been through in these streets turned my heart cold (Yeah, yeah, yeah, it turned my heart cold)
.40 shells'll sweep his ass like he on Narcos (Yeah, yeah)
Everything cost, bitch, ain't no time gettin' borrowed (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, his stick shittin' all red like I'm a cardinal (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell yeah, I always dreamed one day that I would skate the 'Rari (Yeah)
Said I'm a diamond, so I took what they said and threw it in my Carti' (I threw it on my watch)
Don't think the 9 gon' do enough, I bet the chopper clear the party (Chopper clear the party)
Brains on the pavement, body stankin', it smell like somebody farted, yeah
Days when I ain't had shit, I had blick
And we gon' sit outside his house and park him while he backin' in (Park him up)
Yeah, this a slap, go tell the engineer to run this back again (Ayy, run it back)
You wanna function with the thugs, bring your friends, they better be all tens (All tens)
This ain't my house, but I ain't knock, I'm walkin' in (I'm walkin' in, shit)
Ain't gotta show you manners, ho, you my bitch (My bitch), ayy, turn it up, I like this (I like this)
Yeah, her DM's soundin' kind of nice, I'm slidin' in (I'm slidin' in)
Flatlined, came back to life, then died again, survivin' shots, he Iron Man (Ha, yeah)
Hundred bands for brother lawyer, I just need a week (Yeah, yeah)
You could post that dead-ass bitch all you want, he still the deceased
There ain't too many out there like me that got schiz and still willin' to creep (Haha, haha)
Taewon and Brody, run this back, I'm feelin' the beat (Haha, yeah)
Yeah, I'm feelin' this beam, yeah, who realer than me?
Ayy, I made some cho and copped some chops, I'm still in the G (I'm still in the G)
They buildin' cases on a nigga, I can't tell you if I'm sendin' fees (Can't)
Yeah, but if I'm ever on Fig', just know the bitch with me (Just know the bitch)
Yeah, big Blood, red flags, there ain't no Crip in me (Woah)
Literally, been steppin' on heads, we makin' history (We makin' history)
Our opps can't get no pass, gon' crack his noggin if he fifty-three, yeah
Claim the new Jaaybo on the G, look what you did to me, yeah (Look what you did to me)