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Jcerti - Is What It Is Lyrics



Jcerti - Is What It Is Lyrics




Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life

Stackin stackin on my ones
Tryna do it for my mum
Working so hard man I didn't have no funds
Tryna make bands from LA to London
Yeah I'm finna take the game, coldest yute up on the map
Yeah I know they like it, got them sounding like Dapz
Yeah we tryna get these racks
Ain't nobody that can match
Pushing work on the roads, I'm the fire do you really flippin need a match
Yeah these girls get attached
They love me love me that's a fact
Had to cut them tings off for saying black men cheat blud that's wass
Yeah she wanna roll with a guy like me
2 2 skrr round the ends, man I tell her bring her friends we can get comfy
Not 1, not 2 not 3, babe relax man the drinks on me
But don't get it twisted, bros come first cus I still gotta back my team
Coming thru like what do you mean

Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life

Like oh my days
How many times have I heard that crap
Sayin man done laps, and his bro buss case
I don't talk bout numerous drilling's, team stay winning yeah we all get paid
Yeah we coming through with the 3+3 and the 3X3, yeah we finna get laid
Cute one on me, tryna make her my babes
But that girl loves chatter
2 2 words for my name on a platter
Asked Courtney what's the matter
Blud that girl kicked me out of the gaffa
But issa Minor loss, man I still get prof, got me moving like Mo Salah
The way I'm licking shots from range, you woulda got me confused with Mo Farah
And I'm wondering why
Keisha and Becky got vexed cus I didn't send a text, man I didn't feel the need to reply
Tryna go home with Rhianna tonight
But they all getting sick of my lies
Had to buss it to bro let him tell the same lies
Had a sweet one calling up my phone sayin that she want bone said I'd be there round 9

Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
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Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life

Stackin stackin on my ones
Tryna do it for my mum
Working so hard man I didn't have no funds
Tryna make bands from LA to London
Yeah I'm finna take the game, coldest yute up on the map
Yeah I know they like it, got them sounding like Dapz
Yeah we tryna get these racks
Ain't nobody that can match
Pushing work on the roads, I'm the fire do you really flippin need a match
Yeah these girls get attached
They love me love me that's a fact
Had to cut them tings off for saying black men cheat blud that's wass
Yeah she wanna roll with a guy like me
2 2 skrr round the ends, man I tell her bring her friends we can get comfy
Not 1, not 2 not 3, babe relax man the drinks on me
But don't get it twisted, bros come first cus I still gotta back my team
Coming thru like what do you mean

Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life

Like oh my days
How many times have I heard that crap
Sayin man done laps, and his bro buss case
I don't talk bout numerous drilling's, team stay winning yeah we all get paid
Yeah we coming through with the 3+3 and the 3X3, yeah we finna get laid
Cute one on me, tryna make her my babes
But that girl loves chatter
2 2 words for my name on a platter
Asked Courtney what's the matter
Blud that girl kicked me out of the gaffa
But issa Minor loss, man I still get prof, got me moving like Mo Salah
The way I'm licking shots from range, you woulda got me confused with Mo Farah
And I'm wondering why
Keisha and Becky got vexed cus I didn't send a text, man I didn't feel the need to reply
Tryna go home with Rhianna tonight
But they all getting sick of my lies
Had to buss it to bro let him tell the same lies
Had a sweet one calling up my phone sayin that she want bone said I'd be there round 9

Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin in the kitchen with tha stick
Tryna kick it in my crib
Tell a girl man it is what it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
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Writer: Joshua Adeniyi
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Performed By: Jcerti
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Joshua Adeniyi

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