Jit Talkin' Lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah

I'm from Florida, bitch I'm a jit

Bitch, you know I'm from the water

And this shit get deep, yeah, uh

Bitch, you know that I'm from Florida, I'm a jit

And you know I'm from the water, so this shit get hella deep

Better get your ass up north, if you can't really take the heat

It get hotter than a bitch, you get burned like first degree

If you fuck around with me, you gon' fuck around with my team

I'm just getting hotter, had to turn myself up into steam

Yeah, they call me Freddy Krueger, I be in your bitch dreams

Nah, I ain't gon' fall, but I'm smoking on some leaves

Yeah, I'm smoking on some trees

Yeah, this bitch a bird and I'm buzzing, you know what that mean

Yeah, you better come correct when you come up talking to me

I been stepping on they necks if they come up looking for me

How you hating on the kid, boy, you look like 40 something

Yeah, she give me stupid head, but my shorty far from dumb

Told her I'm a player, baby, don't put me in photo dumps

Bitch, I'm faded Dirk Nowitzki, sipping on that 41

Bitch, I'm feeling like I'm Nipsey, I just hustle while y'all pissy

Push the whip just like I'm Ricky, and I'm smoking on some sticky

Get a cut, I'm feeling crispy, I look like a 10-piece

I been killing instrumentals, guess that shit a deadbeat, uh

I don't do this shit for fun, bitch, I do this shit for funds

From the three, two, I'm the one, yeah, I'm hotter than the sun

Treat these rappers like they one, yeah, all y'all my sons

Yeah, my brother keep a gun with a drum its pack-a-punched

Call Of Duty Black Ops, this weed got me like zombies

Just like I keep my laptop, lil' bitch, I keep it on me

I just sparked another J, I feel like my name Ronny

And man, I heard his music play, that shit, it had me yawning

I just want the bucks, yeah, I feel like Giannis

Why these bitches always fucking cappin', just be honest

This shit more than rapping, yeah, I swear I'll be beyond this

How the fuck I'm on the stage, I was rapping in my closet

Now I'm popping shit like a can of Coke

They don't gotta ask who's driving, yeah, they know I drive the boat

All this shit is off the dome, like I'm getting faded, baby

That's my brother, not my bro, but we not related, baby

Got 'em hooked just like I'm towing, and my brother, he be toting

They say jit, yeah, you been going, I just told 'em, I been knowing

How you rap and lack emotion, and you rapping like motion

You be cappin' in your rap, but you can't cap about the, uh, way I'm floating

Way I'm floating on this shit

Yeah

Florida boy shit

321, I'm the one, yeah

Yeah, uh, yeah