iamphycojack - Jackson Monday (Freestyle) Lyrics

Real quick I'm finna pop my shit, ah
Still runnin' through the school with your motherf*ckin' nigga
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)

I'm a bad bitch, I don't do titles
If I do date, it'll be his rival
Keep shit spicy (Spicy, spicy)
Red bone dick look like Normani
Freak in the sheets, freak on the D
Niggas been hooked since they saw me
I realized that I was the shit when these straight niggas wanna start fake beef

Those niggas ain't got no name on 'em
Wish these hoes stop tryna put claim on 'em
He come around me, get game on him
He is my ho, cause I already came on him

These weird hoes apply to my Ep
Bitches try to be like me like it's Easy
I don't take shit if it come with conditions
I don't like shit if it connect to his name

I'm not your bed or your bitch, so don't sleep on me
Lick on the dick, an I'm puttin' the freak on him
All of his hommies is beggin' to bang
'Cause i am the Young Thug and he is the Rich Homie

Boy, I ain't een' read all them text
Don't know what it said, but I said that's a "bet"
Lately, yall mental been lookin' real low
Lately, I feel like I need more respect

It was the lyin for me, ayy
He gon' go spyin on me, ayy
He ain't that cute, but he's the best
His dick be Pryin in me, ayy

It was the face for him, hmm
The way that i taste to him, ayy
He done f*cked a whole Alphabet
But it was the J for him, ayy

Y'all wanna beat me up so bad, I make all of y'all hoes so mad
Hoes went and bought them cheap-ass clothes
Even y'all fits still goin' out sad

Hoes got jokes, but don't ever wanna stand up
Hoes want my pen, but I'm never gonna hand em
Damn, they might as well call me James Charles cause yall keep puttin' me in all them scandals

He want some breakfast with me, I ain't Tiffany
Don't need no closure, my pussy got clarity
Tellin' his new bitch that he don't do Instagram
Really, he scrolling & liking all my stories

Like I'm 2k, all these niggas is into me
Funny how besties turned into my enemies

I must be playin' peekaboo 'cause these hoes really can't see me, ah


And I'm still gon pop my shit
Real motherf*ckin' Jackson Monday shit
The motherf*ckin' freestyle king, the freestyle tact
Young Phyco Jack for them hoes thats just that, ah