lirik lagu aunt jemima – specxfic
[verse 1: specxfic]
i can’t leave the house, they might be like, “where you go?”
che done called me up, said, “they tryna steal our flow”
we just put five chops in the back of the rental
she said, “i like your jacket,” but this is a moncler coat
she thought this sh*t was gucci but i told her, “bb simon”
n*ggas gettin’ mad, they don’t like the way we living
if i wasn’t rappin’, i’d be swiping or in prison
this ain’t benihanas, you can’t watch me make this chicken
[verse 2: cheromani+]
this ain’t benihanas, when she eat it, finger l!ckin’
dog can’t get caught so wе shootin’ from a distance
i pull the glock out
i got a maybach, we pulling thе top out
ac/dc, where did i rock out?
all eyes on me, so i’m feelin’ like pac now
b*tch, i can’t see so i’m spilling the wock’ out
walk in the party then, b*tch, i’ma walk out
walk in the crib and i’m pulling my c*ck out
b*tch, it’s romani and spec, we on top now
i k!ll a n*gga, they need a white chalk out
[verse 3: specxfic]
he keep on talkin’, i’m pulling the chop out
walk in the block, i walk out the block
my b*tch a nerd, she checkin’ the stocks
b*tch, i was a glass, but now i’m a lock
(like, you get it right, ’cause, you know, [?])
i need the bread, i want it a lot
choppa it [?], we got [?]
we don’t hang, we just rock
[verse 4: cheromani+]
who k!lled your man, i think that i did that
i already spinned, i think we gon’ spin back (f*ck?)
give me my pin back
your b*tch a pig, where the chinny*chin*chin at?
b*tch, i’ma eat on the beatm where the din’ at?
think she a barbie, like give me my ken back
your brother dead, you ain’t getting your kin back
i’m finna clap at his feet like a flip*flap
f*ck, or maybe a flip*flop
your b*tch, she doing my dance on the tik*tok
i spent a band on a muh’f*ckin’ wrist watch
my money fat and it’s lookin’ like rick ross
[verse 5: specxfic]
who the f*ck in here?
my money way too fat like peter
i need a pint so i’m pouring the liter
n*ggas be weird, they acting like—
what’s that smell?
feel like dababy, pack in the mail
i’m in the mix, not no trail
you send him up, we send him to h*ll
she keep on talking but i do not care
look at my left hand, strap in the air
glock make him sit down, give him a chair
indian plug, said, “where is [?]”
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