SPINACH ft. Jay Yanii! Jit' Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Uh, trunk full of skateboards riding down the interstate
My girl is a baddie finna take her on a dinner date
Spinach on my dinner plate, spinach in my pocket
This shirt older than me, I got vintage in my closet
Don't act out of pocket, you act funny like the office
Take an L like Samuel Jackson, what's in your wallet
BECU deposit, I'm tryna make a profit
Then I split the spinach, I ain't trippin' if I got it
I'm on 84, driving fast, water in my hydro flask
Lately I've been out my mind, I might be a psychopath
If I have to do the math, calculator on my wrist
God gave me a gift, and this watch from the thrift
Polo Ralph Lauren, I will never put on Tommy
Smitty Aquafina, I cannot consume Dasani
Had to quit Vans, but I'm still a big fan
This white T spotless, you would think I'm in the clan
I don't pop Xans, listen to your tape to fall asleep
This girl got a man in my DMs tryna talk to me
I bought a piano from the thrift, Bach in' 17s
I've been making jams since like back when I was 17
Gave the last one everything, now I'm off to better things
Now I'm off to better tings, I still got the recipe
Guess tee look like referee, you can't even stand next to me
Rest in peace Alex Trebek, I put my life in
Trunk Full of skateboards, riding down the interstate
My girl is a baddie finna take her on a dinner date
Spinach on my dinner plate, spinach in my pocket
This shirt older than me, I got vintage in my closet
Don't act out of pocket, you act funny like The Office
Take a L like Samuel Jackson, what's in your wallet
BECU deposit, I'm tryna make a profit
Then I split the spinach, I ain't trippin' if I got it
I ain't trippin' if I got it, I spent all this time alone
Just now investing in my body, I don't pop no pills for real
I don't smoke weed, I barely party, I'm tryna live a private life
I came from public housing, on the interstate
With New York plates, a dinner date with reservations
I get high by meditating, we go up like elevation
Need my prices at the bottom, I was built for this survival
I'm a diamond out the mud, I'm a diamond in the rough
I got sick of being tired, took my towel and hung it up
Round up applause for real, if I ever need a roof
I got a dog for real, ain't no sense on getting hooked
You got a heart to heal, yeah I had to cut em
They out of line for real
Back to this spinach like I'm Popeye's
Yeah I got it off the muscle, wine and dine my Mrs.
Hope she ain't no mistress to another
Sometimes we be wildin', riding down the interstate
Sometimes we keep smiling, spinach on my dinner plate
Trunk full of skateboards, riding down the interstate
My girl is a baddie finna take her on a dinner date
Spinach on my dinner plate, spinach in my pocket
This shirt older than me, I got vintage in my closet
Don't act out of pocket, you act funny like the office
Take a L like Samuel Jackson, what's in your wallet
BECU deposit, I'm tryna make a profit
Then I split the spinach, I ain't trippin' if I got it