Niggas may think that I'm average
The gas imma burn it
My bars are the current
You know they be feeling like static
I'm chilling with Jenius, I'm plotting with magic
Our moves to you could just be tragic
I'm surfing on water
Pull up on your daughter
You know we be swerving in traffic
My work turn the fiends into addicts
Money wrapped up in elastics
I'm smashing a Barbie
While sippin Bacardi
Theses hoes be more fake then some plastic
She begging my please
She down her knees
You might just be thinking she catholic
These girls be in love with my fashion, for the music I show all my passion
The opps in my blunt so I ash it
I collect the dough
Can't wife up a hoe
That pussy belongs in a casket
(Like curry them buckets I splash it)
If shorty looks sweet she can catch it
I'll leave u with wounds
When I pull out the poonz
The doctor will struggle to patch it
( He might just administer apsrin)
My choppa gay cause it only hit on niggas
Instagram thots thinking they some public figures
Just like a virus, fake love always lingers
Loud pack fat, looking like some chicken fingers
Cooking up my ops cause I eat em up for dinner
(Ye uhh, cause I eat em up for dinner)
Ice on me cold I be frosty like the winter
She handling my wood accidentally caught a splinter
Bitches see my money and they ask for dates on tinder, only 16 I'm living life as a winner
(She accidentally caught a splinter, I'm a expert lil boy your a beginner)
Niggas may think that I'm average
The gas imma burn it
My bars are the current
You know they be feeling like static
I'm chilling with Jenius, I'm chilling with magic
Our moves to you could just be tragic
I'm surfing on water
Pull up on your daughter
You know we be swerving in traffic
My work turn the fiends into addicts
Money rapped up in elastics
I'm smashing a Barbie
While sippin Bacardi
Theses hoes be more fake then some plastic
She begging my please
She down her knees
You might just be thinking she catholic
These girls be in love with my fashion, for the music I show all my passion
EzSkay - Irregular (feat. Jenius) Lyrics
EzSkay - Irregular (feat. Jenius) Lyrics
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Niggas may think that I'm average
The gas imma burn it
My bars are the current
You know they be feeling like static
I'm chilling with Jenius, I'm plotting with magic
Our moves to you could just be tragic
I'm surfing on water
Pull up on your daughter
You know we be swerving in traffic
My work turn the fiends into addicts
Money wrapped up in elastics
I'm smashing a Barbie
While sippin Bacardi
Theses hoes be more fake then some plastic
She begging my please
She down her knees
You might just be thinking she catholic
These girls be in love with my fashion, for the music I show all my passion
The opps in my blunt so I ash it
I collect the dough
Can't wife up a hoe
That pussy belongs in a casket
(Like curry them buckets I splash it)
If shorty looks sweet she can catch it
I'll leave u with wounds
When I pull out the poonz
The doctor will struggle to patch it
( He might just administer apsrin)
My choppa gay cause it only hit on niggas
Instagram thots thinking they some public figures
Just like a virus, fake love always lingers
Loud pack fat, looking like some chicken fingers
Cooking up my ops cause I eat em up for dinner
(Ye uhh, cause I eat em up for dinner)
Ice on me cold I be frosty like the winter
She handling my wood accidentally caught a splinter
Bitches see my money and they ask for dates on tinder, only 16 I'm living life as a winner
(She accidentally caught a splinter, I'm a expert lil boy your a beginner)
Niggas may think that I'm average
The gas imma burn it
My bars are the current
You know they be feeling like static
I'm chilling with Jenius, I'm chilling with magic
Our moves to you could just be tragic
I'm surfing on water
Pull up on your daughter
You know we be swerving in traffic
My work turn the fiends into addicts
Money rapped up in elastics
I'm smashing a Barbie
While sippin Bacardi
Theses hoes be more fake then some plastic
She begging my please
She down her knees
You might just be thinking she catholic
These girls be in love with my fashion, for the music I show all my passion
The gas imma burn it
My bars are the current
You know they be feeling like static
I'm chilling with Jenius, I'm plotting with magic
Our moves to you could just be tragic
I'm surfing on water
Pull up on your daughter
You know we be swerving in traffic
My work turn the fiends into addicts
Money wrapped up in elastics
I'm smashing a Barbie
While sippin Bacardi
Theses hoes be more fake then some plastic
She begging my please
She down her knees
You might just be thinking she catholic
These girls be in love with my fashion, for the music I show all my passion
The opps in my blunt so I ash it
I collect the dough
Can't wife up a hoe
That pussy belongs in a casket
(Like curry them buckets I splash it)
If shorty looks sweet she can catch it
I'll leave u with wounds
When I pull out the poonz
The doctor will struggle to patch it
( He might just administer apsrin)
My choppa gay cause it only hit on niggas
Instagram thots thinking they some public figures
Just like a virus, fake love always lingers
Loud pack fat, looking like some chicken fingers
Cooking up my ops cause I eat em up for dinner
(Ye uhh, cause I eat em up for dinner)
Ice on me cold I be frosty like the winter
She handling my wood accidentally caught a splinter
Bitches see my money and they ask for dates on tinder, only 16 I'm living life as a winner
(She accidentally caught a splinter, I'm a expert lil boy your a beginner)
Niggas may think that I'm average
The gas imma burn it
My bars are the current
You know they be feeling like static
I'm chilling with Jenius, I'm chilling with magic
Our moves to you could just be tragic
I'm surfing on water
Pull up on your daughter
You know we be swerving in traffic
My work turn the fiends into addicts
Money rapped up in elastics
I'm smashing a Barbie
While sippin Bacardi
Theses hoes be more fake then some plastic
She begging my please
She down her knees
You might just be thinking she catholic
These girls be in love with my fashion, for the music I show all my passion
Writer: Liam Whisker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid