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  1. Justin Halam says:

    LYRICS :

    [Intro: J. Cole]

    Yo, I'm in Atlanta, bruh

    Hit me back, lil' nigga

    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]

    Now, elevate my status to "Gucci bag us"

    Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us

    Me and Siri moving steery so that shit don't matter

    And, yes, them things gon' flash if you want to act up

    [Verse 1: J.I.D]

    Dead 'em from every side of the spectrum

    Hannibal Lecter lecture, body part bone collector

    Nosy ass hoes get punched in the septum

    That's part of the woes for throwing salt like Epsom

    Pardon my bros, kinda off the rocker and steps

    Don't step, stupid, or you get slept stupid

    East side little Route, Zone 6 vet

    Showin' respect, a nigga forever in debt, but don't forget it

    Anybody wanna see 'em, I can make 'em a believer

    At your neck like Gillette, get you and the nigga next to ya

    In present time they sayin' that I'm the next nigga

    Woah, woah, that kinda sound like a death trap

    Can't see the floor, elevator, where the steps at?

    James Bond' 9—James Harden with the step-back

    No D, niggas playin' foul, where the techs at?

    That's cool, wave the 30 round, where the TECs at?

    Better get back, better get you a jetpack

    They shoot where the ref at

    They shoot at your jefe

    They leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le Pew

    They just put a hole in his Pepe

    I go where the check at, Margiella Gorilla

    They kill a nigga for a thrill, they feel it now, cool, keep it movin'

    I won't be the nigga they taking out, breaking down, face down

    As far as these rappers man, these words couldn't hurt a nigga

    Far as these rappers, I can't count on a ninja turtle's finger

    Who really is fucking with the kid, that is J.I.D

    I am loud, that is mid, I'm a pound, that's a smidge

    I'm a stallion, stout, strong, war ready, resilient

    Guess the Lord put me in position just to kill niggas

    A warrior, but words used is my spear

    My sword, my fear, my Lord, my chance is void if I

    Do it for myself and don't give back to the loyal

    The unemployed, all my boys in here

    Okay, let's really make some noise in here

    [Verse 2: Doctur Dot]

    I'm under pressure, smoking pressure, walking in no direction

    Chalk it up to the devil for fucking with my perspective

    Too young to be a witness but old enough for the lessons

    Soo Young, got a tucker to fuck with the chief inspector

    I bleed just like your favorites, I shit just like the angels

    Oh shit, I feel a change and a shift in niggas' thinkin'

    Like Lute, I got the jugg, I'ma say it's quite the finagle

    Get rich and make some babies that's weirder than Will and Jada's

    But lately, I've been blocked up

    Lately, I've been strugglin' with ways to get my stock up

    Me and Venus workin' on new videos to blockbust and city shows and pop-ups

    And really though I feel as though there's no bitch I could not fuck

    Niggas make art and act hard for no Oscar

    Boy, you're just Leonardo

    Born in the life you had to learn to be part of

    Still, no deal, still whippin' the Mazda, but fuck

    [Verse 3: Johnny Venus]

    "Niggas ain't seein' you, Venus"—shit, and I ain't seeing me

    So many nights at the bottom, swore I was ET

    My mama beat me, mu'fuck a degree

    I chose both pills—my thoughts 3D

    And often I probably come off so off the deep beat

    That a lil' nigga like me gotta keep at least two or three BPs

    In the blunt, they're off a DP as the rain pops off of these street

    And the pain pops me another one to the brain

    I let the strain do what you can't, I know it's hard out tryna reach me, huh

    I'm battling addiction, I'm deep in premonitions

    I'm clutching on my last dollars, I'm stretching common sense

    A pressure point a keeper so I question my existence

    Be assessing my involvement, second-guessing my delivery

    Lord, Ezekiel take the wheel, I'm flying in the young

    Out of luck, out of hope to fuck up

    So motherfuck a time-limit, I'ma take what's mine, nigga

    Ha—now, elevate my status to "Gucci bag us"

    Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us

    Me and Siri moving steery so that shit don't matter

    And, yes, them things gon' flash if you want to act up

    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]

    Now, elevate my status to "Gucci bag us"

    Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us

    Me and Siri moving steery so that shit don't matter

    And, yes, them things gon' flash if you want to act up

    [Outro: Johnny Venus]

    If you want to act up

    If you want to act up

    Come, act up

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