Jody2Good - Roach, CJ Mack & Majic Vaughn Lyrics

All right, Roach, I just want to go straight in
I never ask the engineers, do they dig my raps
Never
Y'all need niggas' opinions
I don't live like that
At all
They too nice to tell you this, but I'ma give you facts
Too good
Roach Vaughn, Majic Juan, and CJ Mack
They hate hearing you niggas rap
I swear
Freestyling how you getting stacks
20 dudes with you, 18 niggas flat
Come on
It's à la cart in the studio and you can't get a snack
It's a dollar for that Kit Kat
You ain't got it, nigga, put it back
Candy
F*ck your rap name
Come on
Because it should be, let me get it back
Take it from the top
My bad, Roach, let me get it back
One more time, Roach
My bad, Vaughn, let me get it back
They be like, they be like
My bad, Juan, let me get it back
Hey, CJ Mack, can you bring that back
Rookies
Niggas trash
I swear
Butt cheeks, you niggas ass
Usher Raymond, this nigga Roach got it bad
Meanwhile, I'm in Norf Row, rapping like I'm Daz
Snapping like a black bitch when she mad, I'm bad
So ahead of these niggas, if a rapper did the dash in a jag
They'd still get overlapped, and I'm walking
OK
Leaving dead beats, and I see my kids often
Matter of fact, I brought'em
I love you daddy
Boy, I got the city on my back like Nip had Slauson
I understand you niggas mad
Your bitch got ass she trying to dance on it
Masturbation, I can't keep my hands off me
This say it's like cancer when you getting rich
Niggas get sick, shit
I must be the Fugees
I'm a kill a man softly
They can't stand Jody
Jody don't give a damn
When Jody couldn't stand, ain't nobody stand for him
Bitch, I took a stand and said, I'mma stand for me
RIP Speaker Knockers made some bands by my lonely
Took can't out the vocabulary, I keep cans only
Buying hell of choppers, wish I could've land Kobe
You know how many times I done said damn homie
About the damn homies
God said he got a plan for me
I lost it all and got it back, plus some bands on me
And if a nigga hate it, that's a goddamn bonus
When I said I'm too good and I ain't had no money yet
I ain't had no money yet
Start saying I'm rich, now here come a check
Really manifested all my blessings
Helping paying off my mother debt
Auntie getting married, I'mma cut a check
And I don't give a f*ck, who don't f*ck with that
I don't give a f*ck so much lately, I don't f*ck with sex
I've been getting head though
Tell your bitch I love her neck
He a cheap cell phone, he only can rub her back
Weird ass nigga
You better get you some money yun
Stop asking Majic Juan for a honey bun
These snicker niggas
There's cameras in the studio
Cause they got sticky fingers
Nigga might steal a Twizzler
You rapper punks
It's funny I gotta take them to school
But in the studio, they pack a lunch
How the f*ck you can't buy a payday on your payday
But got backwoods in a bag of runts
I might just go to Mexico with Roach though
Cause he been going loco on the vocals
You hear me
And hit the strip club with Majic Juan
And pay some bad hoes to strip for CJ Mack and Vaughn
Ooh, Jody, you too good
You know, I'm surgical with this bitch Jake, nigga
One take type shit, nigga
You know, it's dangerous when I just get to rapping
On beats for no reason in particular
That, it's just a Thursday
That good two, that good two dropping soon
That J-O-B-G-Y-N dropping soon
That goodie bag dropping soon
That respect and betrayal R&B music coming soon
The f*ck, man
It's just a Thursday
Engineer lives matter, nigga
Stop rapping that bullshit
I'm lit, Roach, we good
Let me adlib it or something