jace! (iayze) - like the rest // slowed + reverb

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[Intro]
Go, go, go, ayy (Rrr, rrr, rrr, rrr)
Real Murdaworth shit, I'm talkin' 'bout (Bitch, ayy)
You know how I'm coming (Know how I'm rockin')
You know that mo'fuckers be faking shit (Mo'fuckers be—)
You know mo'fuckers—
You know mo'fuckers get on my nerves and shit
You already know how they go (Ayy, you know)
Ayy, you know, it's like I'm seein' shit
You know how I'm coming

[Chorus]
My chopper sped, nigga (Sped)
Turn up and see red, nigga (Red)
Fuckin' up the tread, nigga (Bitch)
Slidin' like a sled, bitch (Bitch)
Get alone and I get in my head, bitch
Shoot it 'til I'm out of breath, nigga (Out of—)
Want 'em gone, I call my best killers (Best killers)
We can teach you how to dress, nigga (How to dress, ayy)
Niggas know I might go fed for for that bread
We'll hit him in his head, nigga (Ayy)
Niggas said they want me dead, I'm like, "Yeah, just don't hit me in my leg, nigga" (Go, ayy)
Hot shit, he feelin' lead (Lead)
Go mode, I'm like the rest (I'm like the rest)
Sick as fuck, I'm feelin' dead (I'm feeling—)
Send a shot to his chest (To his chest)
Bitch

[Verse]
(Bitch, ayy)
Caught him and he ended up like the rest
She said I'm broke, baby, that's a stretch
Sendin' bullets to that bitch catch
Bitch, bitch (Ayy)
Take 12 on a high speed even though I got bond money, I'm rich (Bitch)
This bitch sayin' she like me and I'm like, "Ight, then suck this dick" (Bitch)
Said I wouldn't spin, I lost control, I think I need to now (Ayy, go)
Said you wouldn't dip, I lost control, I think I need you now (Go)
New Gen', squeeze it down (Go)
His block soft, easiest round (Round)
Let shots off, knockin' him down (Down)
Knock down, we'll clear out a crowd

[Chorus]
My chopper sped, nigga (Sped)
Turn up and see red, nigga (Red)
Fuckin' up the tread, nigga (Bitch)
Slidin' like a sled, bitch (Bitch)
Get alone and I get in my head, bitch
Shoot it 'til I'm out of breath, nigga (Out of—)
Want 'em gone, I call my best killers (Best killers)
We can teach you how to dress, nigga (How to dress, ayy)
Niggas know I might go fed for for that bread
We'll hit him in his head, nigga (Ayy)
Niggas said they want me dead, I'm like, "Yeah, just don't hit me in my leg, nigga" (Go, ayy)
Hot shit, he feelin' lead (Lead)
Go mode, I'm like the rest (I'm like the rest)
Sick as fuck, I'm feelin' dead (I'm feeling—)
Send a shot to his chest (To his chest)
Bitch