AJAX by Jimmy Luna Lyrics
Hook
Stella got her groove… so i’ma get my Taste back— never mad i state facts— it’s shitty get the Ajax
And the whole crowd goin’ brrangadang x2
Verse
So it’s been a couple years, yeah yeah oxy, hokum, perf
Here’s some Green before dessert
Here’s some pain before the hurt
I’m with Bernie Sanders, Ned Flander doin’ circle jerks
Yellin’ out obscenities
“my cockerooni got the girth”
Think i finally broke the curse, i’m somewhere where the cats stay
I’m tired of this rat race that cockamamy rap makes
They said i had some bad taste then ran off w/ the sauce, I guess it’s me who has the spark, los angeles a wack waste of talent for the nigga that had started this— haven’t even started bringin’ somethin’ to the table, just to show you that i’m able to orchestrate sumn hard as shit— so let’s have some fun w/ it— shoutout all my artists— condescensin’ tension leave a nigga fuckin’ baffled— cappin’ bout a king, another Crook up in the Castle— Diamond of my eye, i got Supplies up in the cattle, but the snakes up in the grass, keep it Gucci when they rattle cuz my hammer tucked— (they) lyin’ to these niggas bout the formula, parabola then wonder why they fail, get curved get served (bullshit!) off a shiny golden spatula, a meer sampler right on a platter made of lies, it don’t rhyme huh?
Hope ya brain don’t splatter on the rise (on the rise/no surprise huh?)
Almost got caught a case today— pray you catch a clue fast
My momma *beep* cuz she took too many way too fast
Oh yall niggas wanted boom bap? (yeah aight)
Hook
Stella got her groove… so i’ma get my Taste back— never mad i state facts— it’s shitty get the Ajax
And the whole crowd goin’ brrangadang
Stella got her groove… so i’ma get my Taste back— never mad i state facts— it’s shitty get the Ajax
And the whole crowd goin’ brrangadang x2
Verse
So it’s been a couple years, yeah yeah oxy, hokum, perf
Here’s some Green before dessert
Here’s some pain before the hurt
I’m with Bernie Sanders, Ned Flander doin’ circle jerks
Yellin’ out obscenities
“my cockerooni got the girth”
Think i finally broke the curse, i’m somewhere where the cats stay
I’m tired of this rat race that cockamamy rap makes
They said i had some bad taste then ran off w/ the sauce, I guess it’s me who has the spark, los angeles a wack waste of talent for the nigga that had started this— haven’t even started bringin’ somethin’ to the table, just to show you that i’m able to orchestrate sumn hard as shit— so let’s have some fun w/ it— shoutout all my artists— condescensin’ tension leave a nigga fuckin’ baffled— cappin’ bout a king, another Crook up in the Castle— Diamond of my eye, i got Supplies up in the cattle, but the snakes up in the grass, keep it Gucci when they rattle cuz my hammer tucked— (they) lyin’ to these niggas bout the formula, parabola then wonder why they fail, get curved get served (bullshit!) off a shiny golden spatula, a meer sampler right on a platter made of lies, it don’t rhyme huh?
Hope ya brain don’t splatter on the rise (on the rise/no surprise huh?)
Almost got caught a case today— pray you catch a clue fast
My momma *beep* cuz she took too many way too fast
Oh yall niggas wanted boom bap? (yeah aight)
Hook
Stella got her groove… so i’ma get my Taste back— never mad i state facts— it’s shitty get the Ajax
And the whole crowd goin’ brrangadang