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Jvst Key - *EXHALE* (feat. ARson) Lyrics



Jvst Key - *EXHALE* (feat. ARson) Lyrics




Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Ehem, All of that ass man she know what she doing
I hit from the back want her back to be ruined
Im off of the perc in my slumber I'm drooling
You had a chance but lil nigga you blew it
(Aye) pop out in states cause I flew in
(What) on the daily I be cooling
(Okay) walk on yo block like a stepper
My shawty like pepper
She hot giving brain so I had to test her
I'm slamming my competition like a wrestler
I'm leaving the people questioned like a guesser
If I'm addressing you reply with "Yes, sir"

If I'm on a beat I'm a serial killer
If I take you lady we making a thriller
Feel like the realest cause there's no one realer
I'm sick with the tracks and consistent with spitting my lyrics I really be getting them iller
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
0 paper they suffer from motion sickness
Cannot stop the movement I want all the riches
Blood, sweat, and tears I done built the bridges
And I'm building bridges while breaking bitches backs
Smoking hella packs
Building blocks got me building stacks now
Kick a bitch out
Smack talk smack mouth, hold on

I'm pimp slapping niggas
Pulling mad triggers
Walk up to the bank take out mad figures
Take out mad niggas
Bipolar flows like a confusing river
I've been fusing yall losing yall don't deliver
She want this she that well I'll never give her
Too much ice on my body I'll always shiver
Man I'm done

I get the bat and I swing it like babe ruth
Showing them muscles but bitch I can flex too
You aint tha man imma curse u wit hex dude
Show off you f*cking a bitch you aint know that I let you
I f*cked yo bitch good and after she left you
My pain is abdominal, grabbing my arsenal, ARson gon hit wit heat you aint never gon be me man you jus a carceral
It is impossible, popping unpoppable
ARson with heat so its best if you drop and roll
She gave me brain so I gave her that honor roll

I got a bazooka inside of my locker
Im smooth with the chicks I probs' f*cked yo' daughter
If I get her pregnant like im harry potter im gon dissapear quick that is my motto
I dont wanna see you if I won the lotto but I stuff a bitch up jus like a taco
Im licking the cooch like its a gelado
I dont wanna chill bitch see u tomorrow
But she ride the dick and she put it on auto pilot semi auto go crazy im violent

(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
I take a bitch to the back of the whip and im clapping her shit nd im making it woah
I send a bitch to the abesnt abyys turn that boy into ashes and shit and Im making u bitches say woah
I f*ck a bitch and you know she got dumpy truck she call her friends shit I guess I got dummy luck
Fat bitches need stay quiet and focus on keeping they tummy tucked (haha)
Lower yo tone when you talking me, I like peace and quiet cuz thats how it should be
And my mouth is on fire im spitting some heat the flames
And the fire they spread on the streets and yo' bitch and I make her spread in the sheets
I dont like the lies imma sting like a bee and ill make you fly to the heaven with GOD
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Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Ehem, All of that ass man she know what she doing
I hit from the back want her back to be ruined
Im off of the perc in my slumber I'm drooling
You had a chance but lil nigga you blew it
(Aye) pop out in states cause I flew in
(What) on the daily I be cooling
(Okay) walk on yo block like a stepper
My shawty like pepper
She hot giving brain so I had to test her
I'm slamming my competition like a wrestler
I'm leaving the people questioned like a guesser
If I'm addressing you reply with "Yes, sir"

If I'm on a beat I'm a serial killer
If I take you lady we making a thriller
Feel like the realest cause there's no one realer
I'm sick with the tracks and consistent with spitting my lyrics I really be getting them iller
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
0 paper they suffer from motion sickness
Cannot stop the movement I want all the riches
Blood, sweat, and tears I done built the bridges
And I'm building bridges while breaking bitches backs
Smoking hella packs
Building blocks got me building stacks now
Kick a bitch out
Smack talk smack mouth, hold on

I'm pimp slapping niggas
Pulling mad triggers
Walk up to the bank take out mad figures
Take out mad niggas
Bipolar flows like a confusing river
I've been fusing yall losing yall don't deliver
She want this she that well I'll never give her
Too much ice on my body I'll always shiver
Man I'm done

I get the bat and I swing it like babe ruth
Showing them muscles but bitch I can flex too
You aint tha man imma curse u wit hex dude
Show off you f*cking a bitch you aint know that I let you
I f*cked yo bitch good and after she left you
My pain is abdominal, grabbing my arsenal, ARson gon hit wit heat you aint never gon be me man you jus a carceral
It is impossible, popping unpoppable
ARson with heat so its best if you drop and roll
She gave me brain so I gave her that honor roll

I got a bazooka inside of my locker
Im smooth with the chicks I probs' f*cked yo' daughter
If I get her pregnant like im harry potter im gon dissapear quick that is my motto
I dont wanna see you if I won the lotto but I stuff a bitch up jus like a taco
Im licking the cooch like its a gelado
I dont wanna chill bitch see u tomorrow
But she ride the dick and she put it on auto pilot semi auto go crazy im violent

(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
I take a bitch to the back of the whip and im clapping her shit nd im making it woah
I send a bitch to the abesnt abyys turn that boy into ashes and shit and Im making u bitches say woah
I f*ck a bitch and you know she got dumpy truck she call her friends shit I guess I got dummy luck
Fat bitches need stay quiet and focus on keeping they tummy tucked (haha)
Lower yo tone when you talking me, I like peace and quiet cuz thats how it should be
And my mouth is on fire im spitting some heat the flames
And the fire they spread on the streets and yo' bitch and I make her spread in the sheets
I dont like the lies imma sting like a bee and ill make you fly to the heaven with GOD
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Writer: Carlos Nevarro, Brenden Campbell
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Performed By: Jvst Key
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Carlos Nevarro, Brenden Campbell
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