[Lyric] Pochemuchka swagin (JU4N)

whistling

They thought they'll never hear me on this shit
But I've been
Prooving bitches wrong as my hobby
Get robin
Beats from your FELLAS that a hit
They noddin'
Standing
Wearing craps fits
Fame rottin'

When I pull up with my bitch we super sheek
Every time I pull a kick she put my hat where it should be
I don't wait for motherfuckers that think
I should stop the piece
I don't own a fucking gun, but my click clicking every week

Почемучка JU4N
Bitch come and kiss your finest
You little motherfuckers
Only satisfied with violence
Begin for my money
Bitch I'll cut u with a diamond
Don't ask what I'm sippin'
Rolin' second of the fine mеds
Came with some hay
Now I'm smoking on some hazе
And my bitch skating my heart
She probably thinks its a rail
I got racks over racks
I don't know where it came from
Oh no!
Oh no...

As I rise a glass of my shokata beverage
Don't mistake me for them
Bitches I'm not average
And I hunt at night
Cause I'm super precious
Plus I shine so hard
That it doesn't matter

You're nervous
Cause your bitch looking at me
Don't need to ambush you
I got ambush on my feet
Five jewelry rings
I got nothing to eat
Still the flyest motherfucker
That you will ever meet
That you will ever see
Still the flyest motherfucker
That you will ever meet
That you will ever see
Still the flyest motherfucker
That you will ever meet
That you will ever see