Jackie Chan Lyrics

You trying to find a nigga like me?

Good luck searching

I'm like Kyrie Irving

One of one

I'm not yo average person

On these tracks I go Bizurk'n

Killing shit yeah I be purging

Cutting up just like a surgeon

My flow tighter than a virgin

Everyday I'm working

Sitting back just observing

Ain't got no times for these birds

Or their chirping

That's why I be curving

No flirting

Or conversing

If baby want that Birkin

It's gone take more

Than some Twerking

I ain't got no time for setbacks

Too busy trying to get cash

Trying to get them thick stacks

Stack them up like a Big Mac

Niggas still be on that riff raff

Hit my phone like

Where my bitch at?

Guess he seen her on my

Six pack

Now he big mad

With his bitch ass

Want that problem?

He can get that

I got toys

Ain't talking knick-knacks

Boy that rocket in my bag

Yeah I call that bitch a jet pack

Once you hear that click clack

I advise yo ass to get back

I ain't talking about no party

But this bitch gone have a kickback

You know me I keep it G

I don't front

Yo shorty wanna kick it?

Best believe I'm gon' punt

I don't wanna hit yo weed

Man I got my own blunt

Call me Jackie Chan bitch

I do my own stunts

Riding through the city

With a bitty

She so pretty

Hit my spliffy

Rubbed her kitty

Now I got her in love with me

Told her careful

What you bargain for

Yo ass just might start a war

Girl I got all type of hoes

Like a fuckin garden store

I got a chick in OKC

Freak in the sheets

She go crazy

I Make her sing like Do-Ra-Me

Call her my lil Throat Baby

She introduced me to her bestie

From Florida her name was Ashley

But little did she know

Ashley wanted to smash me

She like me cause I'm flashy

She sassy and a lil trashy

Got damn she stacked G

Ass SWOLE like Bobby Lashley

Yeah she threw it at me

Clapped them ass cheeks

In the backseat

Then she hopped up in the front

And she rode me like a Taxi

After she got done spazzing

I was sitting back relaxing

Then she tapped me on my arm

Said she had a question to ask me

She said I know I'm moving fast

But if I was falling would you catch me?

I started laughing

Chucked the deuce and sent her

Back to Tallahassee

Bye bye

You know me I keep it G

I don't front

Yo shorty wanna kick it?

Best believe I'm gon' punt

I don't wanna hit yo weed

Man I got my own blunt

Call me Jackie Chan bitch

I do my own stunts

Ooo I think I got em mad

I see em lurking

On my phone texting in all caps

Making threats and cursing

See me in public I be smirking

They hard on the phone

They bitch in person

Talking about hurting and murking

But we know they ain't finna

Murk shit!

Been in the streets

Was never serving

OGs taught me yeah I was learning

They said I'm better than that corner

Go to work to get yo earnings

I be burning

Don't pop no perks and

Lil nigga

Causing a big disturbance

I'm only Five Nine

But like a Nine to Five

I put that work in

You know me I keep it G

I don't front

Yo shorty wanna kick it?

Best believe I'm gon' punt

I don't wanna hit yo weed

Man I got my own blunt

Call me Jackie Chan bitch

I do my own stunts