JAY LAZY B****

“Like the Trojans and they're praying you up
Horse S*** I keep it 300, make my T.O. look like 3/4”

Not gonna lie that’s a fire frank ocean 2 piece

nah this cant be real dawg

OH MY GOD. I can’t believe this!
OH MY GOD. I can’t believe this!
OH MY GOD. I can’t believe this!
ONCE AGAIN, this crap keeps happenin
Feelin like I took four shots to the abdomen
AND NOW THIS. DAMN IT. THIS. REALLY ISN'T EVEN BAD
WHAT THE F***, THIS SUCKS. IT'S ONLY 30 SECONDS LONG, BUT F***, THAT'S SO COOL
NOW MY SPINE IS HURTING SO BAD
THIS AIN'T EVEN F***ING FUNNY
WHAT THE F*** IS THIS FILM?
Oh, okay, so I guess the H-word.

Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This s*** got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (down the block)
Made a right (yeah, right)
Cut the lights, (yeah, what) paid the price (yeah)
Niggas think it's sweet, (nah, never) it's on sight (yeah, what?)

I snapped the gas (na, na)
He made me see his whole ass cheek (yea)
And I caught it right in my eye, nah
And I threw it on his chest, nah
I knew it was on the

is zack fox behind this website?

I know my purpose
European car, it came with curtains (Yeah)
I have a daughter, I'm buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin)
F***ed her good and got her legs hurtin' (Yeah)

She cut her out with a dull kitchen knife
I think I got drunk
Merry Christmas, you worthless s***
Worthless s***, f***ing hookers (Yeah)
Here I come! (Coming)
Come on, will you to come on, will you to f*** me
Will you to come on, will you to f*** me
I can tell my mother my daddy's my father
She must think it's f***ing strange
Looking at me her daddy's it's going to hurt me

I'ma go f*** that b**** (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that b**** (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this d*** (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this d*** (Yeah)
That's a pull-up b**** (Yeah), don't make me pull up, b****
I smash that thot, then pull out, b****, might push to Flacko s***

(He-He, He-He)
Push your mamma, you pop, get you watchin' hoops
Come on tell her to call me you f***ing b****
Push that body to the gym, stay there, push her, push her
Go down on her, no p**** first, give it to me (Oh yes)
Yeah, she's gonna suck

Put the hitting down (Yeah), niggas know what I'm sayin'
Yeah, b****, that beat's ridiculous, I'ma give you a better beat
C'mon, play the f***ing hand
Yeah, she licked my face
B****, my whip is slicker, you better not eat it
B****

Take all my problems and drink out the bottle
And f*** on a model, yeah
Audemar, this not a carnival
This is a Royal Oak Cartier
Dom Perignon, I get down from the brown
I get chauffeured around
I pour up with my rounds, I pour up out of town
I'm corrupting your town with them guns and them pounds
I grew up on them grounds with the dealers and hounds
We order more bottles
And f*** on more models and pass 'em around
I say everything triple time
Rollie, AP, Hublot, triple time
Strap it on and f*** 'em in the ass
'Cause we all know the battle is ours
Get up and ask what's goin' on

That's poetry, read a coca leaf from my past
Came through the bushes smellin' like roses
I need a trophy just for that
Old Brooklyn, not this new s***, shift feel like a spoof
Fat laces in your shoe, I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof
Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke
Y'all flirtin' with death, I be winkin' through the scope

Being wild with Puff Daddy, but I can't be in the middle
Bodies falling at my feet in a murder video
F*** ain't this fresh s***, I'm lockin' away the deads
Nasty from the start 'cause I just want the game to end
I'm wild

This thread sucks

that last line

Facts, my b**** love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Haha, yeah)
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see ya), okay, okay
—
(Lets f***)
Biting, grinding, back and forth, that's how it's gonna be (Ooooh yeah)
I know you're always h**** for something else (Nervous like hell)
I know you like showing me what you got (Oh yeah), baby (Yeah)
So give me all you got, baby (Wow!)
I know it's all about you (I know it's all about you)
I know you want it (I know it's all about you)

they got f***in wires down every brick

Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode
The harder he play, the more my d*** stiffens
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show

you got to share the news with that baby

F***ing lost it

Ok dis D***o Mode

This AI started with my crayola clock im f***ing crine

ITCHY BLACK ASS HEAT IM CRYING LMFAOOO

“Then next to the floor
I’ma crush your ass”

The coupe is ed (skrrt)
Louis my carpet (carpet)
Don't get us started (huh)
I'm back on that boss s*** (what)
She boujee she bossy (bossy)
Makes yosu look like ole tig
Victor is an idiot (douchey)
Inseminate that money machine (money machine)
You kill me, I kill you (kill me, I kill you)
2 by 4 (2 by 4)
The best thing is that I'm back on the materialistic s***
Metaphorical F***-Off
As if the feeling was long gone, it came back again
Ever since April Fool's Day I've been selling the idea that