AJ Styles Lyrics

Fuck percs hell nah I can't panic tonight

Took your bitch now she think I'm the man in her life

Man your boy ain't a demon he scary polite

She said boy I like u but can't marry your type

These bitches be loving my style I ain't AJ

I told I her love I'm lying bitch jk

I'm killing the game I could go take a vacay

How she bougie and ugly hoe look like shannah

No dissing just pull out the chop

Nigga got hit by my shell like Barack

Im rich like roddy no capping

She want me in her box cause I got high fashion

He got saved by the bell bullets still make him screech

Want a verse grab a bible gotta pay me to preach

I hang with them killers count up like a geek

She was pressed like Ramsey it ain't ever that deep

We always on go like my breaks ain't fixed

He got caught up start singing iceJJfish

I got ice on my hand like I sprained my wrist

Know I stay with a clip we ain't taking no pics

I'm trash but my niggas still call me the goat

If He diss we put red in his head like lil boat

Some drugs fell nice but the other ones don't

Some hoes love me but the one I love don't

Like why won't she love me god

Bitch I hang with the mob boy I'm really a don

She a freak got more bodies than genghis khan

She a seamen demon she her mommy's daughter

Niggas dissed me and end up getting slaughtered

She for the team I can't give her a dollar

I give her a night then block her I won't call her

I Got In her face then kicked her out and you came to get her

Bradley Beal how I shoot tote a stick like a wizard

Neck full of snow like I'm trapped in blizzard

Plus that I hit more licks than a lizard

my team full of stars

My chop go doo doo doo baby shark

"I love you Eli" that's her favorite part

Paint her face with this glizzy I love making art

In rodeo and niemens blew a 100 thousand

When I lose the top bitches losing they blouses

when I drop the top niggas losing they spouses

100 shots Heat seeker I'm scoping through house

Red beam on his head like he Indian Hindu

Drop a dot and now we on his top like a pencil

We gone make a opp move out like the rent due

Red box that bitch hoe I'm only gone rent you

Fuck percs hell nah I can't panic tonight

Took your bitch now she think I'm the man in her life

Man your boy ain't a demon he scary polite

She said boy I like u but can't marry your type

These bitches be loving my style I ain't AJ

I told I her love I'm lying bitch jk

I'm killing the game I could go take a vacay

How she bougie and ugly hoe look like shannah