jut life - push push lyrics
used to get a fever when i played with these nuts
tell em dealers what you hidin’ in these snug lungs
always p-ss the reefer to blood it runs deeper
your blood is red right? mine’s too but sweeter
believe me, baby’s getting cute in the bleachers
getting in with the push push cheerleaders
the teachers even blasting push through their speakers
i’m rap gravity, measure me in litres
of p-ss-p-ssing on the walls of your preachers
and stepping on their souls with the soles of my sneakers
i’ve got disciples, they my believers
my heart is making boom in the boom of my breast
and i’m getting dead sweaty in the lows of my flesh
i’m finding that my manics getting hard to digest
but if time is the enemy i guess i’ve still got friends left
bend right through the smoky haze of your best life
and hope this bed is just a phase like your ex-wife
stretch your neck for her cause she needs she’s a mess right?
i’ve gotta go i’m on the next flight jet life
breathe and then rap, breathe breathe and then rap
breathe breathe breathe breathe and then f-cking rap
and then f-cking rap
and then f-cking rap
breathe and then f-cking rap
and then f-cking rap (x2)
get on my level, i’m friends with the devil
she lives inside of me she’s in the b-ss and the treble
i’m shading you, my b-tt wins medals
i’m nible rap, repping versagie and you channel
i’m f-ckin silk shirts, and you flannel
i rock rap, you rocking fake 5 panels
i’m more than a handful, more than you can handle
and standing next to me you b-tches don’t hold candles
i’m coming at ya from a different angle, got my good jeans and my lucky nikes on -ssh0l-
mad piggybanks, your dad doesn’t give a d-mn
you’ve known usathane since before you even began
i’m the big smoke, and you’re secondhand
what’s a curse between 2 friends worth? like 2 grand?
or 22 grams? enough to drive you too mad?
tough customer, your brain tells your nuts to f-ck
the sight of us, i feel bad for you if you not beside of us
inside of us is just enough to f-ck your f-cking mother up
see, i’ve still got nugs to bust
so get with it b-tch or get hit with it
i’m so cold my nips could slit wrists
and i know it’s not much and it’s some dumb sh-t
but that red you found on your boy’s neck is my lipstick
you a soft b-tch, like your boy’s d-ck
i can do anything you can do but with my lips zipped
coz i’m a main b-tch, and you’re a sidekick
you should see me get low, now that’s some tight sh-t
that thing that your boyfriend showed you? that’s my trick
but keep it coz you’ll never do it better than i did
push push puts the -ss in gymnastics
and i everything i touch turns to gold like magic
you want him now he’s tainted
well baby you can hive him
i’m badder than your average b-tch, i’m the baddest
my therapist says that i’m not sociopathic
i’m just a brat rapping in a pe accent
breathe and then rap, breathe breathe and then rap
breathe breathe breathe breathe and then f-cking rap
and then f-cking rap
and then f-cking rap
breathe and then f-cking rap
and then f-cking rap (x2)
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