Eddie Franco - Jesus piece Lyrics

I'm 5'9, hoes think I'm pretty tall hey
Swear I need a Jesus piece
These hoes love to cross hey
She don't wanna be with me
Don't know what I thought hey
You ain't got no swag got no sauce
You hoes default hey
I'm fucked up, I'm self-taught
That's my fault bae
I'm just tryna live my best life
Lil Duval hey
You know I'm with 987
Straight from the vault
All you niggas morons
Poppin oxycontin hey
Yeah I'm finna cross the street with Josh
Call that jaywalk
They say how high these niggas be getting
I saw that jay talk
You niggas be puny like some ants
Consider em chalked
Hate to say, can't wait to knock some pussy out again
Like Jake Paul
Yeah I'm finna send 58 ball
Niggas really hate, we ain't y'all
I am above the rim I'm finna go
Filet, yeah tryna see what Mignon
Niggas tryna repo my swag once again
Yeah like Simeon
What you know bout putting financial debt
On your shoulders, that's a Fendi
I'm tryna put the West all on my back
Yeah I feel like Jeliun
I'm finna paint a lil picture nigga
You can't do this shit with a Crayola crayon
Ya bitch be tryna get tanned spray on
You can't fuck with the egg, embryo
Why I'm the nigga yo nigga hate on
All of my niggas be putting me on
This shit is funny I told him keep calm
You beef over bitches you niggas King Kong
When I get rich Ima step in Doc Marten
I'm sippin rapper drank, yeah Remy Martin
I boogie up in this hoodie, like Artist
Smiling the brightest but I feel the darkest
Turn up with my cousins yeah like Demarcus
Sing to this bitch, like Go Demarcus
Call her Mcdonald's, I'm lovin' her arches
She wanna separate, call it apartment
Playin me, like the games department
Forest fire, you know what the fuck you started
I miss the bitch that let me hit and record it
I deleted her out my memory storage
Tryna get rich and stay out the way, Fetty Wap
So I could go hit me a diddy bop
Cuz you know that my city hot
I'm not talkin bout music but plenty drop
Some niggas fans, but many not
Some niggas feds, many ops
They don't even get no bread, they iffy cops
Say they be touching bands they really not
Free my Uncle out the can I'm really hot
I'm 5'9, but hoes think I'm pretty tall hey
Swear I need a Jesus piece
These hoes love to cross hey
She don't wanna be with me
Don't know what I thought hey
You niggas ain't got no fuckin swag
On default hey
Why you still copping them chains at the mall hey
It looked like my life was going South
Like paw hey
I'm just tryna clear my sinuses
Inhale menthol hey
I'm recording on FL Studio that's my DAW hey
Shoutout Amir that's my dawg aye
Ima humble nigga I ain't never had no balmain
I'm sippin elderberry, yeah that Sambucol hey
I done forgot about this bitch
Yeah like whatchumacall hey
Like what's her name
I forgot, yeah
What's her name, yeah
I forgot, yeah
What's her name, yeah
I'm tryna live my best life
Lil Duval, yeah yeah

I'm 5'9, hoes think I'm pretty tall hey
Swear I need a Jesus piece
These hoes love to cross hey
She don't wanna be with me
Don't know what I thought hey
You ain't got no swag got no sauce
You hoes default hey
I'm fucked up, I'm self-taught
That's my fault bae
I'm just tryna live my best life
Lil Duval hey
You know I'm with 987
Straight from the vault
All you niggas morons
Poppin oxycontin hey
Yeah I'm finna cross the street with Josh
Call that jaywalk
They say how high these niggas be getting
I saw that jay talk
You niggas be puny like some ants
Consider em chalked
Hate to say, can't wait to knock some pussy out again
Like Jake Paul
Yeah I'm finna send 58 ball
Niggas really hate, we ain't y'all
I am above the rim I'm finna go
Filet, yeah tryna see what Mignon
Niggas tryna repo my swag once again
Yeah like Simeon
What you know bout putting financial debt
On your shoulders, that's a Fendi
I'm tryna put the West all on my back
Yeah I feel like Jeliun
I'm finna paint a lil picture nigga
You can't do this shit with a Crayola crayon
Ya bitch be tryna get tanned spray on
You can't fuck with the egg, embryo
Why I'm the nigga yo nigga hate on
All of my niggas be putting me on
This shit is funny I told him keep calm
You beef over bitches you niggas King Kong
When I get rich Ima step in Doc Marten
I'm sippin rapper drank, yeah Remy Martin
I boogie up in this hoodie, like Artist
Smiling the brightest but I feel the darkest
Turn up with my cousins yeah like Demarcus
Sing to this bitch, like Go Demarcus
Call her Mcdonald's, I'm lovin' her arches
She wanna separate, call it apartment
Playin me, like the games department
Forest fire, you know what the fuck you started
I miss the bitch that let me hit and record it
I deleted her out my memory storage
Tryna get rich and stay out the way, Fetty Wap
So I could go hit me a diddy bop
Cuz you know that my city hot
I'm not talkin bout music but plenty drop
Some niggas fans, but many not
Some niggas feds, many ops
They don't even get no bread, they iffy cops
Say they be touching bands they really not
Free my Uncle out the can I'm really hot
I'm 5'9, but hoes think I'm pretty tall hey
Swear I need a Jesus piece
These hoes love to cross hey
She don't wanna be with me
Don't know what I thought hey
You niggas ain't got no fuckin swag
On default hey
Why you still copping them chains at the mall hey
It looked like my life was going South
Like paw hey
I'm just tryna clear my sinuses
Inhale menthol hey
I'm recording on FL Studio that's my DAW hey
Shoutout Amir that's my dawg aye
Ima humble nigga I ain't never had no balmain
I'm sippin elderberry, yeah that Sambucol hey
I done forgot about this bitch
Yeah like whatchumacall hey
Like what's her name
I forgot, yeah
What's her name, yeah
I forgot, yeah
What's her name, yeah
I'm tryna live my best life
Lil Duval, yeah yeah