JACKPOT Lyrics

I'm feeling like I hit the jackpot

Smoking on some platinum, feelin like I hit the crack rock

Find me creeping round the Pine Barrens like Im Sasquatch

Boy you just a mascot, go and take ya mask off

Now why ya had to get the masqatch

I could put ya head up on ya shelf like its a matchbox

I could you put you next to Ben Frank up in my stash spot

This the Diary of Anne Frank its in my laptop, holdup

I could break a padlock, I could make ya bed rock

Might just show up to my wedlock in some Deadstocks

Same kid who was in special ed is in the spec-ops

Doing the same shit he used to do up on the Xbox

Used to play with pencils now he really make the led pop

So every time you see the red dot its a head-shot

Told them pussies I don't give a fuck this ain't no sex shop

I'll resurrect Ted Bundy just to give yo son a ted talk

Just get me the fuck up outta here, all of my lungs up outta air

Head wrapped up like a Taliban, yeah I'ma South Jerz cavalier

Tell em put on they battle gear, your bitch looking she a half a man

I wouldn't even let my shadow near, get a brand new life from Apple care, cause me

I'm feeling like I hit the jackpot

Smoking on some platinum, feelin like I hit the crack rock

Find me creeping round the Pine Barrens like Im Sasquatch

Boy you just a mascot, go and take ya mask off

Now why ya had to get the masqatch

I could put ya head up on ya shelf like its a matchbox

I could you put you next to Ben Frank up in my stash spot

This the Diary of Anne Frank its in my laptop, holdup

Bitch… like Jesse Pinkman

I'm best friends with Benjy Franklin, screaming on shit like Kenny Mason

Rapper now, I was a mental patient, all of my pills had reservations

Every time my plug wouldn't answer, start wigging out and get extra anxious

Then he answer and I grab so many that I couldn't count it with an estimation

Now I only do it on the weekends, now I only do it on vacation

All my opps got exonerated, bout to lower my honor rating

You boys rusty I'm copper plated, making everything complicated

I'ma leave these pussies dropping like some ragdolls

I'm tryn'a make some shit that have Joe Biden get me blackballed

I used to fucking live inside a fucking trailer spitting trash talk

Ask me how I'm feeling now, its like I won a scratch-off

I'm feeling like I hit the jackpot

Smoking on some platinum, feelin like I hit the crack rock

Find me creeping round the Pine Barrens like Im Sasquatch

Boy you just a mascot, go and take ya mask off

Now why ya had to get the masqatch

I could put ya head up on ya shelf like its a matchbox

I could you put you next to Ben Frank up in my stash spot

This the Diary of Anne Frank its in my laptop, holdup