No More J.B. (J.B. Pritzker Diss Track) Lyrics

Attention, this is your captain speaking

We have to aboard flight 8 to Zach LaVine, due to a big monstrosity in our landing area

Which is known as J.B. Pritzker

It is too big to move

So we will leave this to the man himself, over

Fuck J.B

Fat little boy gotta get outta state, gotta get out of scene

I don't even know why they voted you in

I don't even know why they wanted you in

Yeah that is a sin

Coming at me yeah I'm finna win

Big ass belly you ain't go to the gym

You don't lift, yeah you ain't shit

Yeah you don't do shit

Fuck J.B

Yeah fuck that guy

Yeah fuck his lies

Yeah fuck his ties

They boutta burst

I know it hurts, to be that big I know it hurts

Yeah fuck J.B

Fuck J.B

Yeah fuck J.B

Yeah no more J.B

No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more J.B

Big fat boy let's talk about health

How you so fat when you got all the wealth

Take care of your body, take care of your self

Before you'll die, you'll die right now

You so overweight

I bet after you finish your food you're even gonna wanna eat the plate

This is the beef I'll put it at steak

I ain't talking about food so you gotta wait

Your body's barely holding up

That belt gone pop, it's holding you up

But it ain't gunna stop from blowing you up

And we dropping this heat yeah we dropping the stuff

You said put on a mask, it's best for your health

Telling us that from the state FL

Now I be dissing you in FL

When I go to the studio I'll show you I'm well

The shots I take are the shots at the belt

Run up on me ima make sure it's felt

You rich as fuck cause the cards you were dealt

"I worked so hard", don't come with that bullshit

Yeah don't come with that

I don't really know what will come first

The presidency or the heart attack bro

No one will vote you into office

You gotta quit yeah you gotta stop it

I looked at your jeans and your ripped ass pockets

Nothing was in it, it was just your stomach

Big ass boy gotta lose some weight

You love money so much you pushing the weight

50% for the tax

That's crazy in fact

Lost that money get it back

Do it through citizens

You are just using us

Your mom should've killed you in the uterus

Nobody wants you

Nobody likes you

Everyone taunts you

Everyone fights you

We are gunna haunt you

We are gunna bite you

We are not food

Everything I say is true

Fuck J.B

Fat little boy gotta get outta state, gotta get out of scene

I don't even know why they voted you in

I don't even know why they wanted you in

Yeah that is a sin

Coming at me yeah I'm finna win

Big ass belly you ain't go to the gym

You don't lift, you ain't shit

Yeah you don't do shit

Fuck J.B

Yeah fuck that guy

Yeah fuck his lies

Yeah fuck his ties

They boutta burst

I know it hurts, to be that big I know it hurts

Yeah fuck J.B

Fuck J.B

Yeah fuck J.B

Yeah no more J.B

No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more J.B