Yeah, Jitta, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Jitta, ooh yo b**h, check
Hey DJ Booth brought me off to the city
Plan to hit the street club, eat some handsome tidies
And they cant f** with my East Coast city
Roam the home city,
My weed smoke pretty
Ooh my God Im Ely from the f**ing standing
Give a f** if you rap, only f** with the legends
Imma roll to my path , got no time for the Tennessee
Young Jitta, young Jitta dont be walking around like use a broke n***a
Hold some dreams, getting richer
Couldnt beat the pitcher
My name is Jitta and Im rapping my town
See, Im the sh** like you look down on step to the ground
I keep a copper the s*uts and copper of dark sh**s
I keep it easy, lil n***a is nothin
And we all up in the aint YC
Smoke so much weed that my eyes shiny
And they cant be with me as the GIT
DJ Booth, Jitta on the truck
What its gonna be?
Freestyle