got me started / p.s.a - jenn carter lyrics
[part i: got me started]
[intro]
grrah, fade who? we really unfadeable, undefeatable
y’all n*ggas gotta mention us to even get close to a mil’, please remember that
f*ck, n*gga? grrah
[chorus]
grrah, first off, why he mentionin’ me?
like, i really got money, i’m really that b*tch (b*tch, grrah)
i can’t stunt on no media sh*t (b*tch)
if they playin’ with me, better play with your d*ck
word to bro, i been chillin’, but n*ggas done got me started (started)
dissin’ me? come out the closet (closet)
mentionin’ me knowin’ they targets (target)
off 41, they tryna make profit (profit)
[verse]
brokey ar couldn’t buy him an ar, they treated his thigh like a ball hoop (ball hoop)
i don’t respond on the ‘net ’cause he thirsty (thirsty)
grrah, that sh*t be makin’ him boiled (boiled)
f*ck is he mentionin’ me? pushin’ thirty (thirty)
boy, your career in the dirt, fossil (fossil)
wasn’t you f*ckin’ with two little girls? (girlskis)
it’s like four on that block and we made it a lawsuit (lawsuit)
i don’t respond to these n*ggas (b*tch), don’t gotta say deads, but they gettin’ me vexed (vexed, b*tch)
b*tch, i am the heart of this sh*t, when they mentionin’ jenn, they gon’ think they up next (next, like)
ar can’t shut the f*ck up, his t**th beef with each other, it’s throwin’ up sets (sets, like)
like, for the bread that i put on his head (headski), know my ooter gon’ pop out like he got tourette’s (‘rette’s, like)
max not a demon, that boy is a fan (fan, like)
like, the day he was dissin’, he followed my ‘gram (‘gram, like)
and your bro wanna show he a throat goat (throat, grrah)
he not too humble, they got it on cam (camera)
how n*ggas link with the opps? like, i don’t understand (don’t understand, b*tch)
free thunder, was makin’ ’em dance (dance, like)
none of these n*ggas or rappers are standin’ a chance (chance, b*tch)
[?] was doin’ some dance (dancin’)
? (gender) he need a different agenda (‘genda)
jah staxks tryna party, start runnin’, sha’carri (carri)
y’all need to get it together (‘gether)
and y’all never touched 4s, your mans on the floor (floor, like)
so why is our name bein’ mentioned? (mentioned)
i been openin’ doors, round of applause, like (‘plause, like)
b*tch, i done turned to a stepper (stepper)
baby gee keep dissin’, okay, my strap is his is pacifier (grrah*grrah)
aj look like he hungry (hungry), shoot through his gap, appetizer (grrah*grrah)
b*tch, i walk with my gat (gat, like), i keep a flame, firefighter (grrah*grrah)
n*ggas gotta get back (back, like), it’s no one to blame, [?]
[chorus]
grrah, first off, why he mentionin’ me?
like, i really got money, i’m really that b*tch (b*tch, grrah)
i can’t stunt on no media sh*t (b*tch)
if they playin’ with me, better play with your d*ck
word to bro, i been chillin’, but n*ggas done got me started (started)
dissin’ me? come out the closet (closet)
mentionin’ me knowin’ they targets (target)
off 41, they tryna make profit (profit)
[outro]
grrah, it’s carter, d*ckhead
f*ck is n*ggas talkin’ ’bout? stop mentionin’ me, n*gga, f*ck
y’all n*ggas is clout chasin’, y’all n*ggas is runnin’ for that sh*t, run
runnin’, f*ck?
and they still don’t got it
[part ii: p.s.a]
[intro: jenn carter, gbg sheik & kyle richh]
f*ck out of here
yo, free— free me, free me out soon, we long, word to my mother
yeah, muddy
we out
yeah, muddy, free sheik, you know that’s my demon, grrah
free my demon
uh*huh (grrah, boom)
[verse: jenn carter]
nah, nah, f*ck that (f*ck that)
freshy got beat where he tryna get lunch at (lunch at)
drew threw twelve off a holiday (holiday)
like, free bro, he was tryna go dump that (dump that)
all them disses extinct, scumbag (scumbag)
mentionin’ us, but they can’t get they blood back (blood back)
threw a shot, they like roaches, they spread (spread, what?)
noah lyles, n*ggas, they run back (run back)
fade who? not jenn jenn carter (carter)
i’m on the web like peter parker (parker)
grrah, all of my n*ggas is veterans (veterans, b*tch)
b*tch, i’m a demon, walk down from a block up (block up)
[odin’ starlets?], we givin’ ’em shotguns (shotguns)
i was tryna be cordial, but, n*gga, they time out (what? d*mn)
oh, she droppin’ the 4? fry her (fry her, b*tch)
b*tches be fans, i’m the one who inspire (‘spire, b*tch)
stickz got beat, i just had to remind him (‘mind him)
these opps can’t get new cribs (cribs, like)
got drops on where they live (live, like)
opp thottie gon’ send a pin (pin, like)
stop speakin’ on g*ys, n*gga, you know you love them (you know you love them)
y’all boys playin’ with d*ld*s
pockets on zero, i do not commend (k!llin’)
26 dissin’ in polo and nike (polo)
b*tch, i touch blues, no ivy (b*tch)
and your brother is g*y (what?), your sister not straight
when you speak on me, speak on me highly (highly)
two*three bullets, they singin’ like miley (miley)
throw a shot if he throw up a baby
we gon’ drench ’em and squeeze at that p*ssy like kegels (it’s carter, d*ckhead)
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