Bun B for President J. Cole (Ft. DOM KENNEDY)

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[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Below that Mason Dixon my residence
Dirty South Confederate
Ay we should hold election's I say Bun B for President
He represent them Real Niggas
TX to ATL to NC yea them Ville Niggas
Them Trill niggas chill nigga this that rider shit
My bottom bitch say "I'm not a bitch boy I got a bitch"
I keep her ass in Prada shit
These rappers counterfeit
I potty train niggas yea this that "teach you how to" shit
I'm 'bout to shit my minds the Glock my mouth's the clip
My words is bullets I'm 'bout to spit
I'll leave you leakin you lay in pieces
As if the streets a couch and shit
You see me on my bouncin shit
Watch how I put you out this shit
Man I'm makin so much money gotta pay somebody to count this shit
Probably gonna make my accountant sick
Boy I'm higher than a mountain's get
These new niggas ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause it's obvious they ain't been around this shit
So they bound to split
When they go down, profound with these pronouns
Ladies lovin J. Cole now
So you better not bring yo ho round