New Jerzey Drive by Bad Lungz Lyrics
[Intro: Bad Lungz]
Oh yeah nigga
This shit 'bout to get fucking epic
New Jerzey Drive shit
Haha
Uhuh come ride with me
[Verse 1: Bad Lungz]
I'm not attached to the numbers as long as the record's felt
Rhyming on what I produce, I guess I'm talking to myself
Niggas is wearing kelps no wonder you skrrttt skrttt on ya adlibs
I was happier when I was broke, now I'm tryna be mad rich
Ignant ain't it I just paint it on the canvas
Keep on whipping grits, hot sauce on my catfish
Touch deep in your soul like [?]
I'm a chubby nigga but the money make me attractive
Brims and Tim's, thugging hoes, call it a hat trick
I spit fire when it's friction call it a matchstick
I'm entrenched in this rap shit by all facets
Now I'm tryna hedgе my bets and double all my assets
Who am I? A rеflection of the most high
But I don't subscribe to the same beliefs as priests and catholics
You niggas average at best, all I see is food
They got scared when they put me in here like gorilla glue
Niggas is jacking waves camping and stealing grooves
She took a tab and did a dab with a thriller move
The [?] of my residence is like duda man's impediment selection About medicine
Gettin' G money no evidence is evident, my tenant is
Like flying to my penmanship, amongst giants some ghetto men
My word play is heaven sent but when I play with words I let the devil in
Mario, Luigi when I'm bored yeah that's my bit
It's a wild game cooking gator with limone, just a hint
You ain't on the same type of shit that we on
Which is big pen I'm Sydney Gilpin, know this renaissance
New Jerzey drive going nutty in a stolen car
Had to fiend singing for rock like Pat Benetal
After your law, I put it together and find the flaw
From fat farming with my boot camp, the [?] the [?]
My dialect is ice cold like it's Chippewa
And I still drop clues and jewels like a synagogue
I'm not attached to the numbers as long as the record's felt
Everybody know that good dope gonna sell itself
[Outro: Bad Lungz]
Gee Yeah
Know what it is man
Bad Lungz
Lungy
Hey Pat, Patter let this play out baby
This shit so mean
Check me right here
Hahahahahaha
I'm on another level
What about this part Pat? Check it
Hahahahahaha
It's live, what you want me to do?[do]
Oh
Dancing with me
Oh yeah nigga
This shit 'bout to get fucking epic
New Jerzey Drive shit
Haha
Uhuh come ride with me
[Verse 1: Bad Lungz]
I'm not attached to the numbers as long as the record's felt
Rhyming on what I produce, I guess I'm talking to myself
Niggas is wearing kelps no wonder you skrrttt skrttt on ya adlibs
I was happier when I was broke, now I'm tryna be mad rich
Ignant ain't it I just paint it on the canvas
Keep on whipping grits, hot sauce on my catfish
Touch deep in your soul like [?]
I'm a chubby nigga but the money make me attractive
Brims and Tim's, thugging hoes, call it a hat trick
I spit fire when it's friction call it a matchstick
I'm entrenched in this rap shit by all facets
Now I'm tryna hedgе my bets and double all my assets
Who am I? A rеflection of the most high
But I don't subscribe to the same beliefs as priests and catholics
You niggas average at best, all I see is food
They got scared when they put me in here like gorilla glue
Niggas is jacking waves camping and stealing grooves
She took a tab and did a dab with a thriller move
The [?] of my residence is like duda man's impediment selection About medicine
Gettin' G money no evidence is evident, my tenant is
Like flying to my penmanship, amongst giants some ghetto men
My word play is heaven sent but when I play with words I let the devil in
Mario, Luigi when I'm bored yeah that's my bit
It's a wild game cooking gator with limone, just a hint
You ain't on the same type of shit that we on
Which is big pen I'm Sydney Gilpin, know this renaissance
New Jerzey drive going nutty in a stolen car
Had to fiend singing for rock like Pat Benetal
After your law, I put it together and find the flaw
From fat farming with my boot camp, the [?] the [?]
My dialect is ice cold like it's Chippewa
And I still drop clues and jewels like a synagogue
I'm not attached to the numbers as long as the record's felt
Everybody know that good dope gonna sell itself
[Outro: Bad Lungz]
Gee Yeah
Know what it is man
Bad Lungz
Lungy
Hey Pat, Patter let this play out baby
This shit so mean
Check me right here
Hahahahahaha
I'm on another level
What about this part Pat? Check it
Hahahahahaha
It's live, what you want me to do?[do]
Oh
Dancing with me