Of course you’re fresh in Dior SS.
She be like you the best on our way to Budapest, yes.
I’m fresher than the whole you U.S, you bet.
She special like I owe you checks, who next?
I make her hang on my neck like a chain, who best?
A wild ***** can get all that ***** tamed, through sex.
Rip ya buttons off the shirt let me see the, new S.
Skirt on the floor, let me show you what to, do next.
Don’t call me 2 chains hoe call me, two checks.
Big said it best I listen more money, new stress.
She cuttin’ up? let me introduce you to my, new ex.
With her bad ass speedin’ off in a, blue lex.
Rhymes got style, fashion show, true dat.
The industry be hatin’, but this energy is makin me,
Go the hardest, aint nobody out pacin’ me,
flow retarded, bad ******* lacin’ me, you a target.

Justis James™ Did It
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