Xelishurt, Sadfriendd, Prompto - JUJUTSU! Lyrics

Trunja (Shneaky with it)
Ayy, ayy, wait, wait, wait

Like damn, bad bitch tryna throwing out a lap (ayy, ayy)
And I'm out in the field, mofucka, where you at? (ayy)
Give a beat and crack mofuckas with a strap (wait)
Out of bounds bitch, it's trouble, turn the nigga off the mat
Came in this bitch and I'm tryna getting fucked up
Bad bitch on me and I'm tryna get sucked up
But I don't give a fuck, I push, don't right fuck up
With this Glock, if its up, then its snuck off

Came in this bitch and I'm lookin' for death
I got a bad bitch on me and she givin' me neck
I was stompin' on his face till nothin' was left
I got this bitch in the crib and then she cleanin' the mess

Yuh, talk to yo' Glock with that
Yeah, bet a bitch bad, like a nigga man
Came in with yo' bitch and she all up in my bed like
Yuh, what's upon the G, Z, see it in the block
Like damn, came in this bitch and I'm lookin' for a bounty
And I'll throw some off a stick, like a mofucking mounty
Fuckin' on your bitch, make a mess like Downy (yuh)
And I get back to my crib and she begging for to pound me, uh

Came in this bitch and I'm lookin' for death
I got a bad bitch on me and she givin' me neck
I was stompin' on his face till nothin' was left
I got this bitch in the crib and then she cleanin' the mess

(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Stacking these bands till they all turn blue (yuh-huh)
Yeah, hit him with a stick, it's a
Then a shorty wanna shop for some brand new shoes
And I'm grabbin' that bag, got you, give me that, yuh
Hit 'em with the fists like its Jujutsu
Yeah, nigga feelin' blessed like I say, "I'm on ya"
Playing with the words like a bad haiku
Yeah, gimme that crown, like a nigga can't do (yuh)
If it's me off, then a nigga might shoot (uh)
Yeah, walk around town with a pass on me
I'ma like cash on me, racks on me
Yeah, ride a bitch man, with the stacks on me

Wait, wait, one, two, one, two, I don't want you
Wait, if you want the smoke, I'ma run 'em like a blunt
Two 556's, he ain't gotta nowhere to run so

Fuck, in that bitch's throat
God damn I love her, when she grips then chokes
Got, diamonds on my wrist, yeah they then glisten cold
Say: "Drip down", yeah, from the head to toe
Woah, I saw my soul, put gold in goals
I won't revoke the Holy Ghost (yuh, ayy)
No flesh and bones, you comatose (ayy, ayy)
Who sleep on me, I close the door (ayy)
You feel it in a minute, I'ma kill it 'till I win it
And yo bitch about to feelin', "Yeah, we get it in a minute"
Did I check her by the minute?
And till she finish, and I hit 'em all
Dawned on the props, and I'm coined up off it
Face it, throw ya into 7 times, leaving you faceless
No punch line, cause I've shown through the races
Sign on me bitch, better need to praise it
Its how funny how fucked up conversation
This baddie would have sung like, "Damn"
No she a test, I'd showed them like gas
All the way, wait, we can't hold no hands
She could do better than this at one night stand

One night stand (uh, ayy, ayy)
One night, uh