Davs, Adi Rei, Loudz, B Murr - Jerry Sloan Lyrics

Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
It's going in automatic
My flow is rubbing two matches
I got the spark don't want static
Got your girlfriend on my mattress
Don't need a pen or pad
And when I be sending a message
If I said it I meant it
I get the lettuce bread then reset it
I need everyday wages, everyday payments
And you know I make it on a everyday basis
You lying to they face but I'm the one that saves faces
I see clear Lasik like Neo in The Matrix
And if the Devil wears Prada then I guess she's the devil
But I'm proud of you baby mhm you deserve a gold medal
She got Christians on her feet with her pedal to the medal
But I bet I could change up your schedule
We get high no propellers aye
I'm smoking dope with my fellas
These girls love that cinderella
I'm always stacking my bread up
That shit must hurt you should catch up
I ain't never gonna let up
And I'm prepared for the set up
If you fuck up my cheddar then we gone have a vendetta
Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
My homie in the Lambo truck with the hammer tucked
Finna turn this shit to Rambo if your mans run up
Just drove by auntie's house where I stash the stuff
And Grandma like to smoke I leave a Gram or some
Switch it to the foreign can't ignore it fam
Know I keep it trailblazing like a Portland fan
Catch a flight to 305 and see the Florida fam
But my bitch from ATL that's my lil Georgia thang
And I'm wearing vintage not the Fendi homie
I'm rocking what is real you rock whats trendy homie
Used to be on the corner now we bend em homie
She threw it back I caught it like Beckham homie
Gold Claddagh pinky ring and the necklace on me
Screaming I don't know your honor thats my testimony
Now the money like a limo how it's stretching on me
Bitch want to use the lingo got to get to know me
This that young boy flex shit
Fucking up a check shit
Hundred on my neck shit
Who you think you threat bitch?
Concerned with the rest shit my worst shit your best shit
Aiming at your head so it absurd to wear a vest kid
Skirt up in the 'Vette shit Marijuana scented
I'm solo but I'm lying cuz your girl is interested
Everything I want I get is mine I manifest it
Gold face the Rollie cuz time is of the essence

Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
It's going in automatic
My flow is rubbing two matches
I got the spark don't want static
Got your girlfriend on my mattress
Don't need a pen or pad
And when I be sending a message
If I said it I meant it
I get the lettuce bread then reset it
I need everyday wages, everyday payments
And you know I make it on a everyday basis
You lying to they face but I'm the one that saves faces
I see clear Lasik like Neo in The Matrix
And if the Devil wears Prada then I guess she's the devil
But I'm proud of you baby mhm you deserve a gold medal
She got Christians on her feet with her pedal to the medal
But I bet I could change up your schedule
We get high no propellers aye
I'm smoking dope with my fellas
These girls love that cinderella
I'm always stacking my bread up
That shit must hurt you should catch up
I ain't never gonna let up
And I'm prepared for the set up
If you fuck up my cheddar then we gone have a vendetta
Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
Hey nice to meet you
You feel it me too
See you a freak too
Just wanna please you
My homie in the Lambo truck with the hammer tucked
Finna turn this shit to Rambo if your mans run up
Just drove by auntie's house where I stash the stuff
And Grandma like to smoke I leave a Gram or some
Switch it to the foreign can't ignore it fam
Know I keep it trailblazing like a Portland fan
Catch a flight to 305 and see the Florida fam
But my bitch from ATL that's my lil Georgia thang
And I'm wearing vintage not the Fendi homie
I'm rocking what is real you rock whats trendy homie
Used to be on the corner now we bend em homie
She threw it back I caught it like Beckham homie
Gold Claddagh pinky ring and the necklace on me
Screaming I don't know your honor thats my testimony
Now the money like a limo how it's stretching on me
Bitch want to use the lingo got to get to know me
This that young boy flex shit
Fucking up a check shit
Hundred on my neck shit
Who you think you threat bitch?
Concerned with the rest shit my worst shit your best shit
Aiming at your head so it absurd to wear a vest kid
Skirt up in the 'Vette shit Marijuana scented
I'm solo but I'm lying cuz your girl is interested
Everything I want I get is mine I manifest it
Gold face the Rollie cuz time is of the essence