Top Songs By No Jwettz
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Precious Quiana Frederick
Songwriter
Andre Jean Berrouet
Songwriter
Lyrics
Nothing seem to amaze me
If it ain't bands that shit don't phase me
Nothing seem to amaze me
If it ain't bands that shit don't phase me
Nothing seem to amaze me
If it ain't bands, that shit don't phase me
I said I been needing space
Move on my pace
Nah, I ain't racing
I said I been high for days
Straight to the face
Nah I ain't chase it
I said niggas talk that shit
But they ain't coming how they saying
I said Gang go get them sticks
This not Nintendo, stop the playing
Look its nem Florida Boyz
You a runner
You the water boy
We got plenty toys
Where my drummer
He be feening for it
Never stayed employed
Jwettz the hustler
I could hit for more
Damn, ask them Florida boys
How I'm bummin, we got all the toys
Brodie grab da chop, we spin the block
We making all the noise
I been on demon time since Chucky died
I said, I just need one reason
I said, we hit his mans, then spin again
Then spin again, then spin again
I said, I gotta see my dawgs a mil richer till I Can cut the cake
And until that time come, we rollin bobs and Smoke it to the face
Tell Brodie, get a 40 and buy the wok
And pour me up a 8th
Damn, Dream with the sticks
The superhero that don't be wearing capes
Damn, I gotta wear a ski
Cause I was gon creep and try to see the face
Damn, if he playing Flake
We find the Lo and catch him at the place
Damn, if he playing Flake
We find the Lo and catch him at the place
Nothing seem to amaze me
If it ain't bands, that shit don't phase me
I said I been needing space
Move on my pace
Nah, I ain't racing
I said I been high for days
Straight to the face
Nah I ain't chase it
I said niggas talk that shit
But they ain't coming how they saying
I said Gang go get them sticks
This not Nintendo, stop the playing
Just dropped a hunnit on a quick pick
It's a risk but it's a quick lick
Look I'm tryna stay afloat
I'm laying low
I can't be around
They be acting slow
Like they don't know that Jwettz don't fuck with clowns
I can't drop the lo, these niggas weird
Forreal
Bitch I'm outta town
Bitch I'm outta reach
Excuse me for my tone
I been staying out the streets
Please don't call my phone
If you ain't talking bout the breech
Please don't call my phone
If you ain't talking bout the breech
Nothing seem to amaze me
If it ain't bands, that shit don't phase me
I said I been needing space
Move on my pace
Nah, I ain't racing
I said I been high for days
Straight to the face
Nah I ain't chase it
I said niggas talk that shit
But they ain't coming how they saying
I said Gang go get them sticks
This not Nintendo, stop the playing
Writer(s): Precious Frederick
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