SSJ 4 Jay Eazy (Ft. Jay Eazy)

{Intro}
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Deal with that SRG
Eazy what

{Chorus}
How you cuff that hoe, can't love no hoe I'll let you deal with that (That)
Think your shit is real, my shit go realer like a silverback (Back)
I got a short temper cause' I'm 5'2 but that's no Khalil Mack (Mack)
Eazy a super saiyan 4 cause' he in that GT, can't see me with the windows cracked (Crack)

{Verse 1}
Oh you didn't think I would get in this position (For real)
Oh you thought I was in a disposition (Oh really)
I'm Usher to your girl, we trading places look (Look at it)
Got that Magic Johnson the way that I switch positions (Magic)
Oh you think we don't be tweakin' cause' we in the burbs (Burbs)
You say that around the wrong people that'll get you hurt (Hurt)
I won't hurt you I'm just sayin' there's hell on earth, there's evil everywhere
Dyin' from the sickness cause' there ain't no Dr. Sebi here

{Verse 2}
{?} on me I be hoppin' out V's and droppin' the breesh on Neiman Marcus
Nothin' was given to me, I put in the time I no longer work at target
Hoes weren't throwin' it back till I got me a bag, now they know just how to arch it
I could pull off in a jag I'm the red line graph emoji, stock is up in the market
VVS bag, hotbox in the whip I ain't know what to do with my life
You could just play with this rap shit, I didn't know it could get me a check overnight
Now I see men, women, and children singing my songs and shit
I swear Jay be in their ear more than cartilage
I grab the world with my palms and put my mark in it
Turn your shorty pussy to a sleeve, I put my arm in it
I got bitches, I got money, i got confidence
I be sippin' casamigos till i'm vomitin'