J.R. Smith

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Up that fye right up on him, I made em give it up
Nigga just started thuggin', boy you ain't did enough
And you went fumbles the bag, I went had picked it up
No, you can't call me your twin, boy you not kin to us

Your bitch turned to a lil' porn star, look what you did to her
And you gon' let her stay til' tomorrow, but I just get rid of her
And them youngins hop, out get to spinning til' they get dizzy, boy
Actin' like these women, get the f*ck up out my business, boy

And I told him I'm that nigga, but they act like they wont listen
I had to go and stand on business, make his bitch take off my dickies
Why you tellin' nigga jump up of the porch, you know what that come with it
Damn I thought you was my nigga, but you in competition with me

Yeah, I remember, you was always askin' for a lick
Same nigga on my dick nigg  go and get a bitch
Hold up, wait, you the bitch, nigga, ain't here talkin' bout shit
I remember we was shootin' shit, and you wasn't doin' shit

Yo bitch probably somewhere gettin' hit, ya spot already got hit
Man, we gon' spin again, my dog shoot like a Knick, he J.R. Smith
Them two mans be boomin', hit his bitch and then we dip
Can't fall for you, no, you can't fall for me, I told that bitch, don't trip

Been done with you, so why you stalkin' me
Block the bitch like Shawn Kemp, this bitch want me to be a simp
Told that lil' hoe I'm a pimp, I gotta 50 in this clip
Hold up, they won't play with him, lil' bad bitch gon' make it possible

& her name, Kim, the same niggas, say they real
When shit get real, it ain't them, them youngins walkin' around with switches
Go tell that boy to spank him, and they did that lil' bitch dirty
When they went and faced him, he know not to speak on that murder

He did the time that gave him, he kept it solid, nigga
Know a couple niggas ain't on IG, but they got bodies, nigga
You can go and ask the city, shit get wicked, know we be wildin', nigga
I won't make no post, bet I go ghost, we movin' silence nigga

Ran this shit up from the floor, no, I can't go back to the bottom, nigga
Yeah, I remember we was door locking, and them niggas say they been steppin'
But we don't even know bout ya, niggas, say they beatin' shit
Yeah nigga on your hoe, probably I'm with some youngins, stick to violence

Young nigga ain't have no guidance, we gon' pull up, get to hitting
And let God see who really 'bout it, nigga, thought that I was finished
Man, this shit just really started

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