Jeezus - Lord Pretty Flacko II Remix lyrics

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Jeezus - Lord Pretty Flacko II Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Jeezus] Jeezus Only real n***as know me All the fakes love to hate But it's cool cause they b**hes love to blow me And I know you n***a plotting on me I ain't fooled by the fake handshakes You n***as should bust move You n***as k**ing my groove Weak n***as k**ing my vibe You know I ain't got the time Just worry bout doing you I'm worried bout getting mine You hustle to sell 2 I at least sell 9 Told you I'm making moves The thing with these n***as is they all fake friendly I don't f** with these b**hes cause they all try to tempt me The last thing I need is a snake in my family Pull up with a semi Close my eyes and 360 It's Jeezus Like Yeezus My verses is scriptures My life is a movie that won't come to theaters I eat it then beat it I pose for the picture that's painted by Pablo Pica**o my n***a I'm godly my n***a Can't stop me my n***a Peep how I collect all this broccoli my n***a I'm Pippen these hoes like I'm Scottie my n***a Jordan don't like me I'm Charles Barkley my n***a You James but ain't Worthy You n***as can't hurt me Cook y'all with the 30 Like I'm Stephen Curry I rap fast but I am in no type of hurry Yo girl wanna blow me She s** up like kirby Got codeine and jollys You know my sprite dirty Put Ya hands on me And Could just get buried Put Ya hands on b And you will just get buried f**ing with the family and you will all get buried You ain't do sh** yet so stop looking so scary Got you n***as running up like please have mercy Pretty please don't hurt me Little n***a don't worry I got b**hes steady lurking You the least of my worries I got b**hes you could scroll through my call log Steady calling me up trynna be the one to come and get a n***a nut off Your p**y wack hoe I ain't even nut You can get the f** up And out of my crib Forget where I live Forget what we did You swallowed my kids That was your motive Don't lie bout the sh** I got it on vid Don't make me post it Before I violate ya I ain't gon say ya name But I will isolate Ya You contemplating If you the topic of conversation You know yourself ain't gotta mention Your name for confirmation Arh Young OG And ima keep everything 100 Till the day that I D. I. E. I grind hard to be the greatest in the east Like my motherf**ing name was B. I. G. [Verse 2: Money Mac] When fake n***as die real n***as just multiply