El Jefe Lyrics

Baby, swim my way, I'm not KP and Envy

I ain't been to church in years, I think I got a demon in me

Like they goin' deaf, I don't know why these niggas don't wanna hear me

Even though it's fucked you, deep down you know I love you dearly

But I can't let you double cross

We got horsepower, ridin' round with stick, this ain't lacrosse

Call me El Jefe, swear to God I wanna be the boss

They don't get the bigger picture, I'm just tryna show them like Bob Ross

This stick, it got a kick, it ain't from New York but it's gettin' sturdy

I'ma call him Jenny, make him fly away just like a birdie

I'm just smokin' Za, know I'm high as fuck, I get the swervin'

Goin' through a lot of pain, I had to suck it up, but I'm not Kirby

Feel like Bryson Tiller, I'm just tryna exchange a brand new Glock

These niggas think they killers, scratch the serial off and get a pop

We gon' sweep em up, catch them niggas slippin' like a mop

These niggas dick ridin', why the fuck they wanna be some opps

I'ma let it rain no, R. Kelly, we gon' snatch your bumper off

I ain't never played on Belly, I've been sack chasin

I just pray my dawg don't pull a Melly

I'm just tryna make it outta here, these niggas gettin' jealous

Damn, R.I.P. to Keed, I got a money fetish

I just want them double C's, I ain't even talkin' Chanelly

This stick be rockin', I'm not Creed, they won't show no love to you deceased

I'm just tryna fry that boy, send him straight to Hattie B's

I swear all these niggas chicken, I smoke Za and, get to trippin

Make him fly like a pigeon, got me feelin' Lo, give me the green

Catch his ass in red light district, we harder denim, true religion

Better not break the code, that shit forbidden

I don't wanna get signed, fuck a petition

I just wanna Sinn real shooter ambition

My twin ain't Jake, I got my dawg back like Finn

I just keep it solid, like some metal, stand on all tin

I'ma give him shots, over the counter, if he walk in

All these hoes and niggas been some clowns, Joker, Harley Quinn

Swingin' sticks just like guitar, leavin' mommas sad like violin

Turn a nigga pale like Stefani, I ain't talkin' Gwen

I just give her meat, no pastrami

Why I got a coat on in the summer, ain't no salami

I just wanna take a trip to Paris, in some Giovanni

Do em bad, we gon' beat his ass, do that boy like Tommy

Don't trust em, cuz these niggas really foldin', like some origami