Ja-P - Thirsty lyrics

[Intro] Thirsty Thirsty [Hook] Hit me up on the early, damn they so thirsty Name all up in they mouth, bruh but I bet that y'all never heard of me Bet that y'all never heard of me, bet that y'all never heard of me Name all up in they mouth, bruh damn they so thirsty [Verse 1: Mitri Corleone] You know me, Mitri Last name'd be Frazier Your girl wanna play on my team and I ain't even coaching for the damn Lakers She trying out in my private (?), cause I wasn't even really tryna diss her She asked for some more sessions but I shipped her off like Fisher It ain't my fault, that's how it be I'm an animal, you can't tame me Wanna take me, wanna cage me Wanna go platinum, (?) me Well that's dead, that's not my plan I'm my own man, not a soda can So if you feelin' dehydrated, better grab your cell and get a hold of your man Cause all I need is this Stussy and some Js with some loose strings You can fake it in front of your girl just remember who made you sing Young bull, Mitri pimping Got that flame, no burger flipping My style, cats bite And my steez, girls sipping [Hook] [Verse 2: Ja-P] Yeah, ha, hey, Lehbump, zoom Ja-P in space Get more top than a pizza place Getting your girl is a piece of cake Get a plate, say your grace, you can have a taste Riding around on that interstate Flying around with them (?) Girls 'round here don't need the face I'm coming too if you need a replacement Studio in my mom's basement Time was given, no time was wasted Tryna get up on that (?), and then get a Vicodin YouTube video hero, stop tryna steal my style Don't matter what you do, you still lose, Pacquiao Sitting in my cubicle, sipping a little Pinnacle Chilling when I be getting the women (?) in swimming pools Uh, and I'm fiending to win and whenever you ready I'm racing with the baton Who I give it to? Not you cause you not true Tryna be a follower, be a leader bruh Get a liter, (?) getting rid of your thirst get a sippy cup [Hook] [Verse 3: T-Flow] I don't really rap I like to f** around Cause I be smoking strong, y'all n***as Charlie Brown And that smoke is loud when you riding with me T-Flow, you know I'm smoking that tree (?) I keep around me for the simple fact that I be going in These n***as talk but I don't hear the sh** because my money's longer Are you feeling it? Real talk my n***a, can you do it? Hit the beats, looking like Ray Lewis Cross the line, see your life Uh, flash real quick right in front of your eyes I'm not a k**er, but don't push me Fistpumping, don't call me Snooki Riding round with my n***a Ja, tryna put in work because a n***a thirsty I experience life for all it has to offer Doing all my d**hs before I hit the coffin I started running when y'all started walking So I hit the bong and I started coughing [Hook]