J.K. Rowling Lyrics

You took the stand you done told it all you ain't solid you a lil bitch

Percocet with the styrofoam I'm getting higher then a bitch

Traumatized from my deep wounds but these drugs give me my fix

I ain't sipping on no Hennessy but this Codeine might drip yeah

I took one sip took two sips took 3 sips Man I'm zooted ooted

I got clip I got two clips I got three clips I'm gone leave you clueless

In the jungle you might not survive so keep you a stick and move round with them apes

Burna boy I'm gone stay with that fye don't get too close it might take off ya face

Bro locked in the cage Jeff Hardy

Put bread on his books like J.K. Rowling

Murder charge you ain't beating that body

Can't win em all like Vince Lombardi

Back of the rolls how the fuck do I park it?

Nightmare lost my soul in the darkness

Chop got a kickback right in my armpit

Only wants heads knock him out of his conscious

Business deal on her (Eilishes) eyelashes make her stupid rich like Billie Jean

Apple bottom got her booty jumpin' got my eyes looking like a trampoline

Feds watching blood on the money turn his green shirt into tangerine

Mask up but got backstabbed it's getting spookier then Halloween

Spookier then Halloween

Feds watching gotta flood the scene

I took a perc I don't feel right, god it ain't my time to leave

In too deep now I can't breathe

You took the stand you done told it all you ain't solid you a lil bitch

Percocet with the styrofoam I'm getting higher then a bitch

Traumatized from my deep wounds but these drugs give me my fix

I ain't sipping on no Hennessy but this Codeine might drip yeah

I took one sip took two sips took 3 sips Man I'm zooted zooted

I got clip I got two clips I got three clips I'm gone leave you clueless

In the jungle you might not survive so keep you a stick and move round with them apes

Burna boy I'm gone stay with that fye don't get too close it might take off ya face

Bro locked in the cage Jeff Hardy

Put bread on his books like J.K. Rowling

Murder charge you ain't beating that body

Can't win em all like Vince Lombardi

Back of the rolls how the fuck do I park it

Nightmare lost my soul in the darkness

Chop got a kickback right in my armpit

Only wants heads knock him out of his conscious yeah