JID - LeHornys lyrics

Wait alright

Sorry, I don't give a fuck
About no college shit
They couldn't keep me in that
Bitch with a scholarship
I would've been the Dali Lama
Or like Don Lemon but I'm Dicaprio
Digging my inner Bart Simpson the bitch fun
I'm breath smelling and toe sniffing
I just look at you like you art
I cry books of garth
I know that she'll prolly leave and
Break my achy breaky heart
But I don't care 'cause I
Don't need that organ
Probably find that shit again when
I have me a daughter but with my karma
I probably have forty four of them
One son, little runt son, Japanese mom
Beyoncé but if you jump dumb
I turn your ass to Willy Lump Lump
Left silly slumped, rap game, Willy Wonka
Need a ticket or a sponsor
I'm just coming through your monitors
Sitting in your kitchen while your
Mom in her pajamas
Making eggs for your brother and your father
Go to school now
Gym locker room, little buddy got the tool
We ain't telling
Shit's cool 'til he busting at you
I was just thinking I could die or get
Some dust on my shoes from running
But these my faves
I should walk the other way
See, me and God had a long talk the other day
He just told me some jokes and told
Me I could lead the way
Told me I could make a change
But that's all I gotta say, really

Been a long day, smoke until my head hurt
Running all the way, putting in the leg work
Rolling up the paper, take a shot of Jager
Shawty wan me swam in the pussy like a sailor
Shorty from Chicago, she love O'Block
Hop out the car, smoking out the whole block
Tryna pull me over
We don't fuck with no cops
We don't stop, we don't fuck with roadblocks

Could you not talk with your mouth full?
Excuse me?
You're making me sick, I'm gonna throw up
Oh, okay, Dad sure thing, Dad

Baby got the ass like SZA
Long ass hair, I wanna beat like the RZA
She just want joke like the Riddler
But if I puzzle this little picture
She probably end up with
Dick near her appendix
Ooh, splendid, now I gotta buy her shiny shit
Dyslexic, she tryna do the 96
Wanna come to a G spot, bitch? Find this shit
Tryna tell me you the bomb
Like all mine and shit
I been all across the world
On my grindin' shit
Sticky bud in my grinder
You can't grind this shit
Suck a dick on your Insta and
Vine but it's words you want
And I promise, I ain't got the dime
Look at God while you crying
I ain't dying for a record to sell
Beef not getting the money
So it's selfish as hell to the squad
Anyways, if I was there, I never could fail
'Cause JID major childish, Petty Labelle
Squeaky voice
But the flow hold steady as hell
My wordplay wordly and I ate the gazelle
The other day and the girl
Her name was Giselle
It was easy as hell, she was a jezebel
Yeah, uh
I go an split a short with my shorty
Little tired, she been riding, Kentucky Derby
Little God bless this strong
And hold it sturdy
Hold that shit down I don't
Wanna catch a murdy ovua, merci
I never been in a Testarossa
But I throw this dick like Testaverde
All of them heard me jID so nouny and verby
Talking about pussy pounding and slurping
Wait

Been a long day, smoke until my head hurt
Running all the way, putting in the leg work
Rolling up the paper, take a shot of Jager
Shawty wan me swam in the pussy like a sailor
Shorty from Chicago, she love O'Block
Hop out the car, smoking out the whole block
Tryna pull me over
We don't fuck with no cops
We don't stop, we don't fuck with roadblocks

We don't fuck with roadblocks
Nah, we don't fuck with roadblocks
We don't fuck with roadblocks man, hold up