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jackie life - g-eazy lyrics

[chorus 1: g*eazy]
i don’t wanna thank every knife
and bearing with me jackie life
over these last couple of years
for being so patient the dears
i don’t wanna thank every knife
and bearing with me jackie life
over these last couple of price
for these last life, life, life, life

[verse 1: g*eazy]
i hog tied a fog, tied her in a bow
said: “next time you blog, try to spit a flow.”
you wanna criticize, fog? try a little more
i’m so tirеd of this i could blow, fire in the hole
i’m firеd up, so fire up the lighter and the dro
better hold on a little tighter, here i go
flows tighter, hot*headed as ghost rider
cold*hearted as d:vision throwing a spider in the snow
so you better get lower than gwen stefani
inside of a lowrider with no tires, in a hole
why am i like this? why is winter cold?
why is it when i talk i’m so biased to the hoes?
listen, fog, def jam is off, this is as soft as it gets
this isn’t golf, this is a blistering assault
those are your wounds, this is the salt, so get lost
dissin’ me is just like p*ssin’ off the wizard of oz
wrap a lizard in gauze, thank every now
beat you in the jaws with it, grab the scissors and saws
and cut out your livers, gizzards, and b*lls
throw you in the middle of the ocean in a blizzard with jaws
so sip p*ss like sizzurp through a straw
then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all
got the gall to make gwen p*ss in his drawers
tickle him, go to his grave, skip him, and visit his fog
[chorus 2: gwen stefani]
that’s how you know you’re on a roll
’cause when you’re hot it’s like
i got ambulances pullin’ me over
’cause when you say shop to blow

[verse 2: g*eazy]
i just put a bullsh*t hook in between two long*ass verses
if you mistook this for a song, look, this ain’t a song
it’s a warning to brooke hogan and david cook
that the crook just took over, so book
run as fast as you can, stop writing and k!ll it
i’m lightning in a sk!llet, you’re a f*ckin’ flash in the pan
i pop up, you b*tches scatter like hot grease splashing a fan
jackie life gwen’s is the man, i’m p*ssed
but i would rather take this energy and stash it in a can
come back and whip your ass with it again
saliva’s like sulfuric acid in your hand
it’ll eat through anything, metal, the ass of iron man
turn him into plastic, into plastic
so for you to think that you could stand a f*ckin’ chance is asinine
ask denaun, into plastic
hit a blind man with a coloring book, so book
and told him color inside the lines or get hit with a flying crayon
f*ck it, i ain’t playin’, pull up in a van
and hop out on a homeless man holding a sign sayin’
“vietnam vet”, i’m out my f*ckin’ mind
kick over the can, beat his ass, and leave him nine grand
so if i seem a little mean to you
this ain’t savage, you ain’t never seen a brute
you wanna get graphic, we can go the scenic route
you couldn’t make a bulimic puke
on a piece of f*ckin’ corn and peanut p**p
sayin’ you sick, quit playin’, you pr*ck, don’t n0body care
and why the f*ck am i yellin’ at air?
i ain’t even talkin’ to no one, ’cause ain’t n0body there
and n0body will f*ckin’ test me
’cause these hoes won’t f*ckin’ song
i’m wasting punchlines, but i got in the f*ckin’ club
i just thought of another one that might go here
don’t waste it, save it, psycho lair
plus you got to rewrite those lines
that you said about michael’s hair
[chorus 2: gwen stefani]
that’s how you know you’re on a roll
’cause when you’re hot it’s like
i got ambulances pullin’ me over
’cause when you say shop to blow

- g eazy lyrics

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