Nickelus F - Jonts lyrics

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Nickelus F - Jonts lyrics

[Chorus] On a scale of one to ten I'm a mother-f**in billion Went outside, took a piss On the mother-f**in building I was shooting in the gym Now I'm jumping out the ceiling Y'all keep it 100, I keep it 100 million Look at all of these jonts Club full of jonts Where they find all of these jonts? So many jonts Man f** all these jonts it ain't nothing but trouble [Bridge 1] Why are you so conceited? I mean at best you're a seven Yeah that's good but not great That's like salad with no dressing Plain as a mother f**er Lame as a mother f**er You was a quarter piece But changed like a mother f**er [Verse 1] I came out the cut like a liter of blood You see I get love Lean in my cup Cheifing my d** Petey so high he can sleep in the club When are these hoes gon realize That I know that those ain't your real eyes And your real a** cuz them little thighs Don't match that, it's meal time I'm high up, I feel fine Can't smell sh** cuz I sniff lines I educate her, stay medicated So I'm never takin no sick time Gettin mine [Chorus] On a scale one to ten I'm a mother-f**in billion Went outside, took a piss On the mother-f**in building I was shooting in the gym Now I'm jumping out the ceiling Y'all keep it 100, I keep it 100 million Look at all of these jonts Club full of jonts Where they find all of these jonts? So many jonts Man f** all these jonts it ain't nothing but trouble [Bridge 2] All these girls, all these queens All these hoes, all these thots They want gold, they want ice But can't boil water in a pot Ain't worried about your dream They give a f** if you rap All they what up no it scare you Throw some dollars in they back Crack the cork, pop the lock Bust it open, bust it open Got them coochie cutters on Don't provoke em, don't provoke em Let me moisturize the thighs Get the lotion, get the lotion Said I gotta pay to play But I got tokens, I got tokens Rub it down, rub it down That's erosion, that's erosion Break the bra, straight raw No emoji, no emotion Everybody can't be winning I been chosen, I been chosen I fell down, but I got up That's devotion that's devotion [Verse 2] sh**, how back is all this Sweet Petey gon smoke? Tryna get high as the next nearest galaxy You been up waiting all night for the d I probably fall sleep have yo pretty a** mad at me Yeah you get high when you smoke with your guy But you get more high when you smokin this rapper weed I been out getting it don't you forget Girl don't you forget [Chorus] On a scale of one to ten I'm a mother-f**in billion Went outside, took a piss On the mother-f**in building I was shooting in the gym Now I'm jumping out the ceiling Y'all keep it 100, I keep it 100 million Look at all of these jonts Club full of jonts Where they find all of these jonts? So many jonts Man f** all these jonts it ain't nothing but trouble