NEW JAZZ
LOWERCASE
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(How are we gonna make a 'New Jazz' album without any Jazz?) (What's Jazz?) (What is Jazz?) F*ck it New Jazz, Bad Bitches New Jazz, Bad Bitches New Jazz, Bad Bitches New Jazz, Bad Bitches New Jazz, New Jazz Bad Bitches, Bad Bitches New Jazz, New Jazz Bad Bitches, Bad Bitches I think I need me a bad bitch And some more cabbage When I snap on my fingers, I'm handed it She makin' me grabbin' it I'm a hot motherfucker, don't you see Never mind that, I'm just tryna be me I'm a dirty lil' f*ck, and I'm bouta be king I'mma smile at a bitch and I won't say a thing Glory be praised Foolish is here and your spirits are raised Baptize these pussies, their insides are saved So far ahead, with my progress, I'll save Smoking my weed, I'mma roll in my grave Command your bitch and she'll do what I say Running this bitch but still walking the game Running this shit but still walking the game Yuh, yuh New Jazz, bad bitches Fucked around and got the sad bitches My credits fucked by some old bitches But I'm still showing up for the bad bitches Too bad, I'm lying bitch My life really turned into some sad shit Relax bitch, I'm tryna get my ass rich And left all my demons in the ash pit I'm really, really, really, really, really, really tryna f*ck with you Will you take my hand, potentially drop a trip or two I'm back bitch I'm a sad bitch Smoke a joint, make a beat, that's rad, bitch I'm a tired, I'm a hungry, but glad bitch That none of you can really have a bitch Hold up, one second Shit Quit talking shit bout bitches, I'm funny Kris staying krisp while I swallow Dasani Fresh off the boat and my new name is Tommy Barely got money, still home with my mommy Oops Oops Did I piss you off F*ck it Do not come to me with disrespect I will break yo' fuckin' neck Yeah, I had to write a check But now I bet they know they place Now they got a bloody face and they still bumpin' lowercase Man, I guess that says a lot Got that 'New Jazz' on the block Start my mornings with a rip It's my sauce, I'll double dip I'm so wise, by tossin' jeans the only time I throw a fit I don't need the attitude bitches All the rude bitches, all the fake bitches All the ones that you love to fuckin' hate bitches All the ones that you hittin' with a rake, bitches All the ones that you payin' on the date, bitches Came through, and they make you wait Cause they runnin' super duper late, bitches Man, Souly hate the lame bitches I don't leave 'til I cash out Walked in with my ass out If I play this hand right This 'New Jazz' is a cash cow
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Written by: Joey Harvanek, Keoni Halili, Kris Medina
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