[Verse 1: JP]
Yeah, crew
Grey on grey's the new black
Track 'a' make a sick rap
Wrapping words in bubble wrap
Popping bubbles you 'erstand
I'll stay at the top, 'til I drop, off this coaster
Tell all these girls to come a little closer
Blood eyes and I'm seeing nothing
Yeah, beauty is only heard
All these girls are always blushing
Why the f** would you be judgin'
I suggest that you be hummin'
b**hes watch'n me succeedin'
They sayin' I'm the hottest yeah
When I'm scratchin' my guitar, uhm
Used to be guitarist, think
J.P. like Jimmy Page and I'm tryin' to stay modest
Target to all critics, ellipsis to my lyrics
Fixes to my highs and my lows they gon' extinguish
Like the fire in the forest of C. Rado
40 Ms I blow for this bezeled Rado
Go for a Rolly, now that might seem unholy
Just call Fred up and, ask for it slowly
Slowly, slowly, slowly
[Verse 2: Frisky]
'Sup my name Fred, girls tell me "ta dead"
I like the color purple, blue plus red
Give me a gift, just cause I exist, hah
You're pissed, my fame you will a**ist
Color threads and silver, always on my wrist
NFS MW, seven days I drift
To my studies I commit, successfully I'm built
Almost got my permit, too busy with this script
Push stories ain't a crime, now we at our prime
[Verse: JP]
Flip a dime for heads or tails, I'm tellin' tales
Five hunna chains, you better praise this crazy brain make you a slave you might obey
Don't call me gay cause I'm s**y everyday
Yeah, grey on grey's the new black
b**h J.P. is back, b**h J.P. is back
My favourite verb is Akons
Smack, smack, that, all on the floor
Nah nah nah, stop I'm bored
I'm so bored