JERSEY BOY Lyrics

They ain't ready for this shit

Heatstroke

Like Aretha with respect I be getting the franklins

Aaliyah in a jet how you crashing

Better see the vision like a fraction otherwise

I'll leave ya in the trench no rations hit em with the cannon

Goddamn Zane you spazzing

Look at they reaction

Looking like they took a squat on a cactus

I am a bully I step on they glasses

Even the teachers be laughing

Sitting in the back smoking cigs with the crackhead

Bitches little pussy getting wetter than the kraken

Leave ya like Franco with 127 hours ticking no arm in a goddamn canyon

This one here for the masses

Put your hand ups like a mother fucking fascist

It's bout to get tragic

Pull up in the mother fucker

Murder everybody like I threw another concert with Travis

My chains my clothes impeccable

I'm cold from head to toe

They call me mr.tic tac toe

I got exes I got hoes

My flow

Original it could never be cloned

All my rides I keep em low

Like Mike Jones on 44's

As I chill in Tokyo

I've been meeting with Nigo

Twenty hoes bathing with me

I'm an ape I'm in my zone

Our new drop from uniqlo

You can cop that from the store

You can find us coast to coast

You can find us round the globe

He's a jersey boy

He's a little jersey boy

He's a jersey boy

He's my little jersey boy

Jersey boy

He's my little jersey boy

He's a jersey boy

He's my little jersey boy

Jersey jersey

He's a jersey boy

Jersey jersey

He's a dirty boy

Jersey jersey

He's a jersey boy

Jersey jersey

He's a dirty boy