Lyrics JASIAH – This For My Young Niggas Who Listen To Soulja Boy
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JASIAH & Lil Cxcaine:
Ayy, ahaha
Ayy, y’all
I got the new dance for y’all, it’s called the Soulja Boy
Yuu, ayy
Yuu, ayy, ayy
Ice on my wrist and it’s slits on it too, yuh (Aye, aye, aye)
Ice on my wrist but there’s slits on it too
I’m depressed, I’m depressed, I’m depressed, yuh (Yeah)
I’m depressed, I’m depressed, I’m depressed, yuh, ayy (Yee, yee, ayy)
JASIAH:
Ice on my wrist but there’s slits on it too, ayy
Ice on my wrist but there’s slits on it too
I’m depressed, I’m depressed, I’m depressed, yuh
I’m depressed, I’m depressed, I’m depressed, yuh, ayy
Ice on my wrist but there’s slits on it too, ayy
Ice on my wrist but there’s slits on it too
I’m depressed, I’m depressed, I’m depressed, yuh
I’m depressed, I’m depressed, I’m depressed, yuh, fuck
Lil Cxcaine:
You don’t like pressure? Shit
Nigga, I feel like Dexter, shit
?, bitch, how he flex this shit
You throw a rock, I’ma pull out the stick how I’m runnin’ this shit
Johnny Test, ho, don’t test me
Titties out, shawty bless me
Like a llama, shawty neck me
She a freak bitch, nasty
I might just pull out a blade, run my fade
Fuck, I might blow out ya brain, shit look like noodles
Talkin’ ’bout spaghetti stains
Get out my way, I am a killa’ today
Don’t be a victim, my nigga
I’m goin’ insane, told these suckas, «Got a minute»
Now I’ma kill ’em, okay