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What Now? (feat. Chips)
by Jiovani.Jemndi
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Uh,
It's Jio
Jemndi
Chips
Dancing Mirages
Laughing, masking the hardship
Ask bout the darkness, wuuu
Cold crept in the casket, brrr
Sharpest shard in the basket, rah
Rahted the zoot, new food done clarted the youth
Few shoes looked used
See the news break necks, what
Check the threat, but the crep stay protect
Trust
Brr
Dust out
Ya dumb shmuck got fucked by the bloodhound
Round one knock out
Out boxed locked out
Good luck getting up, when the clock down
What now
What now?
He on top mad coach on the podium
Ya bois moist mad salt like sodium
Oh again
Nobody owes me, friend
Throw em a bone, see him open it, uh
Big jump say I'm over it, woo
It's the young boy but you know it is
Coldest spit
Ya dunno but I know this shit, wuufh
Tell em soon come
See the juice hun
Watch the tomb run
Do some, chill and do none
Till the tune bump
Getting to slumped
Cheers to them new chumps
Dumb cunts, mad buddy
Teeth clean but the hands cruddy
Big tutty, wuuf
He on some new fuckery
Eyes low, cah the zoot touch me
Tried to fold, woah
But I'm too lucky
Throw em a bone, see him open it, uh
Big jump say I'm over it, woo
It's the young boy but you know it is
Coldest spit
Ya dunno but I know this shit, graa
Uh,
It's Jio
Jemndi
Chips
Dancing Mirages
Laughing, masking the hardship
Ask bout the darkness, wuuu
Cold crept in the casket, brrr
Sharpest shard in the basket, rah
Rahted the zoot, new food done clarted the youth
Few shoes looked used
See the news break necks, what
Check the threat, but the crep stay protect
Trust
Brr
Dust out
Ya dumb shmuck got fucked by the bloodhound
Round one knock out
Out boxed locked out
Good luck getting up, when the clock down
What now
What now?
He on top mad coach on the podium
Ya bois moist mad salt like sodium
Oh again
Nobody owes me, friend
Throw em a bone, see him open it, uh
Big jump say I'm over it, woo
It's the young boy but you know it is
Coldest spit
Ya dunno but I know this shit, wuufh
Tell em soon come
See the juice hun
Watch the tomb run
Do some, chill and do none
Till the tune bump
Getting to slumped
Cheers to them new chumps
Dumb cunts, mad buddy
Teeth clean but the hands cruddy
Big tutty, wuuf
He on some new fuckery
Eyes low, cah the zoot touch me
Tried to fold, woah
But I'm too lucky
Throw em a bone, see him open it, uh
Big jump say I'm over it, woo
It's the young boy but you know it is
Coldest spit
Ya dunno but I know this shit, graa