in my mentions - j2 lyrics
[hook]
i been in these streets you really just in my mentions
i can never pay you much less none of my attention
you don’t want this smoke p*ssy boy just cut the tension
and my shooters came with glocks they came strapped with extensions
i been in these streets you really just in my mentions
i can never pay you much less none of my attention
you don’t want this smoke p*ssy boy just cut the tension
and my shooters came with glocks they came strapped with extensions
[verse 1]
i don’t need no motherf*cking gun i swing at you like a pendant
all thesе b*tches on they knees they look likе they repenting
got tired of that p*ssy
i may just start to rent it
she said she was a wife
but the first day she let me bend it
when i’m done i tell them cus i don’t do no pretending
last time i cut a b*tch off yeah she showed me some aggression
but j squared don’t waste no time on no b*tches i’m too lit now
all these hoes be texting me like come give me that d*ck now
but i be in the stu locked in till the night end
this year i’m in the field like a tight end
she think she spiller the way she running back to my place
they think we done but this really just a taste
[hook]
i been in these streets you really just in my mentions
i can never pay you much less none of my attention
you don’t want this smoke p*ssy boy just cut the tension
and my shooters came with glocks they came strapped with extensions
i been in these streets you really just in my mentions
i can never pay you much less none of my attention
you don’t want this smoke p*ssy boy just cut the tension
and my shooters came with glocks they came strapped with extensions
[verse 2]
you pretentious your name i won’t mention
used to be my brother now you talking and you hating
but now i’m prayin for all my haters and stacking it up in layers
j squared a playa
he never save her
i can’t ever f*ck no b*tch that ain’t my type
like a dyk*, ima pull up on my own b*tch strapped up with a pipe
i ain’t worried bout no old b*tch they talking sh*t online
i just move on to the next one
and toss em to the side
look
don’t disrespect my name
i made you what you are lil b*tch you was a lame
stop the cap
they try to replicate
they wanna be us but b*tch
you ain’t motherf*cking gang
[hook]
i been in these streets you really just in my mentions
i can never pay you much less none of my attention
you don’t want this smoke p*ssy boy just cut the tension
and my shooters came with glocks they came strapped with extensions
i been in these streets you really just in my mentions
i can never pay you much less none of my attention
you don’t want this smoke p*ssy boy just cut the tension
and my shooters came with glocks they came strapped with extensions
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