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Written by: James Ray, Miguel Cordova

Drinks they lead to that sex
Let me see your thong
Come and get undress (when daddy)
Now (right here) yeah

white noise when I go to bed, bitch...

Black boy fly in the spot make a cop break neck when a man walk by
Try to put ya knee in my neck and your leg get

stupid
But she loving me for me, and over again she’ll prove it
Been done dirty by some women, even some of my guys
So why keep acting surprised?
They

real
All because the boy ill
Who be the greatest?
I'm tryna be what James is
I'm tryna be like Jordan
RIP Kobe, I leave a legacy that they wont forget

left handle
What does left hand do
James Harden down the middle
Let the pit out the kennel
Pop that ass out the rental
No T-shirts and murals
This shit

despite the path that you choose
That's why I took a year off to refocus my views
Came back and heard the game is solely run by the youth
So pay respect

then say its me
I gotta team of twelve
We roll deep til we
Spot that heat then one of them bailed
If you keep it a buck well I'm a keep it a mill
And I

Knock, knock
Is anybody there
Oh, hey there. Are you the pizza man that I ordered for
No, uh I was referred to this address by a guy called James
So

listening to Bob Dylan
Come through the spot lookin' like a James Bond villain
I say what I wanna say I don't care how you feelin'
I'm trying to stack

me shit nigga I done did this by my lonely
I could've fucked his bitch
But on my mama I dont want her
Finna get rich as shit nigga
And I put that on my

to chase
Pop a tab of acid now I'm blasting off right into space
No team rocket, no Jesse or James
I make the kitty talk, like Pokémon, it says it's name
She

prison can’t you hear this in my poems
Working everyday but i’m set on brighter days
If the struggle is to easy your complacent by the day
No time to talk

spend their every night, uh
Here we are sharing a space with them
Grad tripping, trying to avoid tripping up on a nightly basis
Pre-gaming by the pool

I'm so Chxpped! 

(Mmmmmmmmmm, yeah) 
Roll up, roll up, roll up! (Yop)
Feds riding by, nigga hold up (Yop)
Can't fuck off too focused (Yop)
Light

dick I ain't put no please on it
Weed come on tour vacuum seal fabreeze on it
It a make it on flight do it right put gs on it

Get on by the first

with better words
Im a microphone controller
They be frightened when I roll up
In a solid gold hearse
This a solid gold verse
Yeah I spot you with that

with me on this one?
Let's go

The year was seventy something so it had to be the year prior
When Allison and James finally got tired
Of creeping under

all my wage
I'm going back to Cali like the ladies love these cool james
Suitcases ready, heavy, I packed them all with haste
Arrange a ride and try

still talking, still hating get popped
My time is now, your time is up, you made a tape & it flopped
I'm from a spot, where guns a pop, you can wake up

Crown him like James
Run with the pick
Pull up like dame
Nominated for the long run in the game
This time next year I'm running up laps
No jet lag so I'm

simping (Bitch)
Like I got a Onlyfans (Yuh)
Tryna come to the spot (Yuh)
Tell me then who is your mans (Who is it)
Got the game on lock (Yuh)
Trap jumping

trapping out dem bandos way b4 migos came up wit Versace all out on the dancefloor just a  body rockin cant help but spot her dats what so special bout it

The name's James, and I'm in eleventh grade
Thinking 'bout how my life won't be the same
But who's to blame, my lame claim to fame
Or the man who

Speaking coughed up, that's ironic that I talk blunt
Call you Lana Rhoades when I shoot cause you all suck
I'm just so embarrassed by the way you bitches act