Rapper - Jaden

Wooo…

Kamehameha…

Wooo.

I roll with my dawgs

We slip and we fall

We don’t listen to y’all

I hit a swisher, we ball, wait look

You just a fraud, wait

You just a mirage, wait

I’m in the garage

I need a massage

I’m cookin' the sauce and now I’m 'bout to floss

And now I’m 'bout to (flex)

I hear the applause, I’m gettin' them cheques

I heard you just hit the road, Pete Wentz

I guess all this rock and roll shit ain’t a stretch

I’m bout to put Hello Kitty on my neck

Just to show whack rappers how to get it

I slaughtered the beat and I never regret it

I’m signing to Hov just to help with my credit

You get me like, look

Sometimes I feel like a trapper

Sometimes I feel like a rapper

I’m in the 6 with my Raptors

Put my boy Roy Backwoods

Run up on me, a disaster

You get them cheques in you head

Independent to the brain

I think I just went insane, yeah

Sometimes I feel like a trapper

Sometimes I feel like a rapper

I’m in the 6 with my Raptors

Put my boy Roy Backwoods

Run up on me, a disaster

You get them cheques in you head

Independent to the brain

I think I just went insane, yeah

You still caught up in the game

I don’t need a private plane

I just wanna heal the poverty

When it comes to rap, I’m the anomaly

Put a pretty pendant to a prophecy

Sit at Jon and Vinny’s poppin' bottles

We just need to get a Tesla with the throttle

Autopilot 'til tomorrow

Girl I’m so fed up, don’t lie to me

Your body I hit the lottery

I’ma go build me a colony

Speak up I only talk guaponese (yah, ay)

Why can’t you wait on the beat, yuh

That’s just my name in the streets, yuh

They call me Jaden the beast, yuh

Hundred grand no misogyny

Hundred grand, diamonds all on me, look

Hundred grand for monogamy

Hundred grand, diamonds all on me

Hundred grand no misogyny

Hundred grand, diamonds all on me

Hundred grand for monogamy

On the gram, you should follow me

Hundred grand, need a hunnid

You was walkin', I was runnin'

Come and get it if you want it

Bought Kombucha in abundance

My baby mama like stunnin'

That was nothin' I was stunnin'

Niggas still runnin' from us

I got 'em going bananas