Smino - Good Ol Julio lyrics

You deserve it nigga, you the king
You know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, you the greatest,  nigga
Fuck you mean, fuck you mean ooh, huh

Good ol' Julio, it always sneak up
(Believe it)
Like a lion off them bushes gettin' hyena
(Don't leave it)
The feelin', the high, high
Told that bitch to ease up
Said, "I don't think it work
" and she just rolled her sleeves up
The dope inside my backwood
I'm smokin' do-si do
She dance, oh yeah, she dance
I had to go hokey poke
Her friend bought her Perry Louis sneaks
Milan, I thought I might just hit
That bitch in that week

Focus on me, learn to be lonely
All that shit I spent
I started spendin' on me
Good time, I spent it on me
Five hundred spent on these jeans
She on my buckle
'boutta make a nigga buckle his knees
I just might find I give a fuck
And kick the fuck out his

Good ol' Julio, it always sneak up
(Believe it)
Like a lion off them bushes gettin' hyena
(Don't leave it)
The feelin', the high, high
Told that bitch to ease up
Said, "I don't think it work
" and she just rolled her sleeves up
The dope inside my bag when
I'm smokin' do-si do
She dance, oh yeah, she dance
I had to go hokey poke
Her friend bought her Perry Louis sneaks
Milan, I thought I might just hit
That bitch in that week

Yo drop, drop the blunt
Oh, Smino, I'm thinkin' 'bout a lot
Girl, you must be eating tweakin' pie
How she pop, pop
This bih daddy must've been a cop
How she pop, pop
This bih daddy must've been a cop

Your bitch, she wanna love me
I can't quite let her leave i'm conflicted
Don't know why I string along like my tears
(I do) i like, and I roll this up (Leggo)
I smoke the pussy like a spliff
And diggity-dip
Yeah, snatch up my jimmy, bitch
I gotta blast like Jimmy Neutron
(Gotta blast) pass me the Remy, really
I been missin' two of 'em
Rasta pussy got me feelin' like a new man
(Again)
Rasta pussy got me feelin' like a new man
Shake it, shake it, shake it like Jamaican
Huh
I don't even really know what she be shakin'
Huh
I swear to God she could even make me Hatian
Could make me Hatian, could make me Hatian

Good ol' Julio, it always sneak it up
(Believe it)
Like a lion off them bushes gettin' hyena
(Don't leave it)
The feelin', the high, high
Told that bitch to ease up
Said, "I don't think it work
" and she just rolled her sleeves up
The dope inside my bag when
I'm smokin' do-si do
She dance, oh yeah, she dance
I had to go hokey poke
Her friend bought her Perry Louis sneaks
Milan, I thought I might just hit
That bitch in that week

Yo drop, drop the blunt
Oh, Smino, I'm thinkin' 'bout a lot
Bro, you might be even tweakin' 'bout it
How she pop, pop, daddy must've been a cop
How she pop, pop, daddy must've been a cop