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payback - jardi j lyrics

[jardi j]:
yo, i’m nuttier than grandma’s medicine cabinet
mixed xanax with laxatives—watch me rap hazardous
laughin’ at the pastor while i p*ss in his sacrament
b*tch, i’m the accident, crackin’ your abdomen
talk tough? i’ll duct tape your lips shut
drag you to a rave, make the dj do a quick cut
leave you dancin’ with your limbs in a zip*up
then sell the video as “tiktok glitch stuff.”
i’m the voice that the pills can’t quiet
diet of violence, i fry it, then i riot
psych ward dropout, still spit like a giant
every verse’s homicide—how you not inspired?

payback, b*tch, i came with a chainsaw
brains on the pavement, paintin’ the same wall
ain’t y’all tired of frontin’? i’m insane, raw
i’ll cut the mic cord, strangle you mid*8*bar

i’m the rap game’s foster kid with a switchblade
grew up on kool*aid, trauma, and a b*tch*made
step wrong and i’ll flip like a mistrial
smile while i beat you with a mic stand freestyle
i’ll hijack a church van, crash it through sunday
moonwalk at the funeral, screamin’ out “gunplay!”
even demons say, “yo, that b*tch don’t behave,”
i make satan wanna clock out and take a vacay
burned bridges? h*ll nah, i napalm ’em
torch the whole village, laugh loud, then name songs
grandma in the back yellin’, “lord, please save jardi,”
too late—i’m the monster, not a f*ckin’ barbie
payback, b*tch, i came with a chainsaw
brains on the pavement, paintin’ the same wall
ain’t y’all tired of frontin’? i’m insane, raw
i’ll cut the mic cord, strangle you mid*8*bar

i’ll crash the grammys b*tt*naked in a ski mask
kick taylor swift offstage, screamin’ “b*tch, eat glass!”
sn*tch a selfie stick, shove it up a teen’s ass
sell the footage on onlyfans—premium speed pass
i’m the glitch in the matrix, sicker than eight fl!cks
mixed liquor with pain scripts, punch quicker than cage fists
sitting on your man’s lap while you pray with a hate list
i nut on his face, now he drinkin’ my playlist

try to cancel me? b*tch, i wrote the receipts
i’ll tag elon musk, drag a tesla through the streets
pop out the roof like “f*ck world peace,”
while i throw kim k in the backseat with skeet
i’m unholy matrimony with a microphone
married to the chaos, carve vows in your collarbone
slim shady shadow but it’s me on my own—
jardi j, b*tch, i make h*ll feel like home

payback, b*tch, i came with a chainsaw
brains on the pavement, paintin’ the same wall
ain’t y’all tired of frontin’? i’m insane, raw
i’ll cut the mic cord, strangle you mid*8*bar

- jardi j lyrics

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