Nothin Like Dat Jit Lyrics

I got my daddy last name, but I'm nothin' like that jit (nope)

I never turn my Xbox off, cause I love playin' a bitch

My brother got a thousand ways to show you how to get rich (a thousand)

I rock this designer shit, this ain't no Abercrombie & Fitch (It ain't)

How I got these bitches runnin' back, my last name should be lynch (Marshawn)

That bitch gon' take her mile, even though you gave a inch (She'll take it)

All this green in my pocket remind me of the Grinch (It do)

If I start dozin' off from drugs, then give me a pinch

I don't wanna hitcho bud, you probably laced that shit with fint

Back in 2020, I was slidin' in a Fint

I'm runnin' to the money, but my carrier not Sprint

That nigga broke as fuck, pocket full of lint

I get fresh as fuck, sum like a mint

My bro got a stick, don't got a permit

My opp feelin' froggy, we call him Kermit

These niggas be crabbin', hermit

I was raised by a dog, Peabody & Sherman

You gotta be careful, them tables be turnin

You gotta be careful, them bridges be burnin

Whatever you do, you gotta stay determined

My bro not a waiter, but that nigga servin

I got my daddy last name, but I'm nothin' like that jit (nope)

I never turn my Xbox off, cause I love playin' a bitch

My brother got a thousand ways to show you how to get rich (a thousand)

I rock this designer shit, this ain't no Abercrombie & Fitch (It ain't)

How I got these bitches runnin' back, my last name should be lynch (Marshawn)

That bitch gon' take her mile, even though you gave a inch (She'll take it)

All this green in my pocket remind me of the Grinch (It do)

If I start dozin' off from drugs, then give me a pinch

If I get too high, I might not wake up

I done fell off, done shook, time to get my cake up

I don't play ball, so we cannot lay up

I'm tryna get money, no time to be laid up

I perfected my craft with them nights that I stayed up

We on the top floor, we way up

If it's up then it's stuck', it's gon' stay up

Car too fast, they tellin' me, wait up

With these bitches, you gotta be straight up

Like a snack, I'm tryna get ate up

Leave my kids on her face like makeup

Skrt off, I won't tell her bye

She text me, won't get a reply

The head was fire, the pussy was dry

That's not enough to satisfy I

I keep me a sword like Im samurai

And you'll get jacked

He steal my cheese, we pull out a Mac

We step on that boy like a mat

My bro in the trap, but he not a rat

How's say I'm that nigga, I been knew that

I got my daddy last name, but I'm nothin' like that jit (nope)

I never turn my Xbox off, cause I love playin' a bitch

My brother got a thousand ways to show you how to get rich (a thousand)

I rock this designer shit, this ain't no Abercrombie & Fitch (It ain't)

How I got these bitches runnin' back, my last name should be lynch (Marshawn)

That bitch gon' take her mile, even though you gave a inch (She'll take it)

All this green in my pocket remind me of the Grinch (It do)

If I start dozin' off from drugs, then give me a pinch