WHITE JESUS Lyrics

Rolls Royce Phantom Ice White and it's a four seater

Ain't nobody finna tell me shit, not even no teacher

Bitch, you know I'm in the studio, I don't need no feature Got a bad bitch, her name is Lois, I don't know Peter

Ponytail, braids, thick thighs, she got hoe features

Two thick bitches at my place and I don't know either

Bol Bol, blockin' all these shots, yeah I'm a goalkeeper

How you talkin' shit about how I play, cause you the scorekeeper

Bitch, I'm a skinny shooter, I'm just like Kevin

Hella blunts, right up to the face, it got me light headed

Always got a 30 on me, bitch, I'm really like Stephen

Jays on, I don't wanna crease em, so I'm light steppin

Yeah, bitch, I'm fuckin' on yo Ho, and I got Gucci slides

Bitch, I'm finna pull up with the Drake and hit the toosie slide

Bitch, when I hop up on the beat, yeah, I do not lie

Bitch, you a ho, I can see that shit through your eyes

Only tryna cop a 25, I'm like, do not slide

I'm a baller and a blazer, I'm just like Clyde

Had to shoot his ass up with no cameras, I'm just like Flight

Light skin, bitch, fat ass, yeah, that's my type

Ambidextrous, I shoot left and I shoot my right

Curly head, bitch, on my dick, and she look like Spice

Hella water on me and I'm freezin', not too much ice

White Jesus, yeah, that's what they call me, I shoot like Mike