GIVENCHY COLOGNE Lyrics

(Sol Jay)

(Let me tell you a story, little recollection)

(Lil' fragment, little piece of it)

(A lil' backstory behind the king)

(Now, let me talk my shit, yeah)

Guess I'm a dick, but I'm better than your worst, ay

They always mock Sol Jay, just like a bird say

I'm Gemini, and you say that in the worst way

But Pac and I got the same fuckin' birthday

I get my wisdom from the prophets

I guess my wisdom can be frolic

You like to blame it on astrology

You say you hate me, but you want it

You could have it all if you what I wanted (If you what I want)

Off the Adderall, I don't get exhausted (Yeah)

That's the 'script now, got me off the black market

If I see yo' bitch out, she'd be leakin' like a faucet

'Specially if we get to fuckin', I lost my virginity off a 30

Was fuckin' over an hour, her mama was gettin' worried (We past curfew)

And we ain't use a rubber, all she had to say was she on birth control

We fucked another couple hundred times and never used a Trojan (Oops)

I had a crush on another bitch for a couple years (Uh-huh)

Then she turned into my peer

Then she told me something weird (Ooh)

She said, "I been getting wet when I can feel your presence near" (Oh, word)

At that moment, I knew she was not the only one I'm drippin', that's for real (For real)

So there's some things that boosted the fuck out my ego (My ego)

Cause I was insecure but, way before the king was legal ('Fore I was l legal)

I learned to spread the wisdom as it comes 'cause I ain't selfish (Uhh-uh)

But, the disrespect will come back as it's dealt, like in yo' bitch, from my-

Dick, but I'm better than your worst, ay (I'm better)

They always mock Sol Jay, just like a bird say (To a bird)

I'm Gemini, and you say that in the worst way (I'm Gemini)

But Pac and I got the same fuckin' birthday (Tupac and I)

I get my wisdom (Wisdom) from the prophets (Prophets)

I guess my wisdom (Wisdom) can be frolic (Frolic)

You like to blame it (Blame it) on astrology (Astrology)

You say you hate me (Hate me) but you want it (But, you want it)

King is in my genes, oh, I stay on my throne

Expensive memories create another song

You heard some history, now don't leave me alone

All these hoes and memories in Givenchy cologne