Bruuuh Remix

JID

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[Intro: JID] J-J-J-JID D-D-D-D D-D-D-D [Verse 1: JID] D-D-D, d-damn, said I'm back again To whoop ass, the blicka blast from the ratchet, man The maddest, blackest lad in a savage land Of grab and dash and crash in your daddy's van D-D-D, d-d, bad as the most having-est Most swaggiest, braggy as never had anythin' So I'm mackin' as if I never had shit Eyes movin' backwards, I coulda' hit a backflip, check this I ain't never hustle for a necklace Tryna get the fam' straight, get us out of debt, shit That shit get testy, huh, I feel Dizzy Gillespie In the room packed, me, Carl, Izzy, and Precious Out the womb, I was last, I'm the youngest of seven Birthday same day as the reverend, birthday same day as the devil Black lock like the pot and the kettle Wreck shop, a monotonous fellow Lick a shot for the nigga tryna stop the journey JID pull up on a opp like, "What's poppin', Kermit?" Blocka blocka, operate, doctor, surgery IVs, gurneys, shit bag, gone for eternity, hey More the merrier, more to come murder me, hey Close the casket, commonly courtesy, hey Headshots too personal for a burglary, ooh Red dots 'cause killers could close curtain me I done did wrong, someone send me up vertically Horizontally, read me a passage from Deuteronomy Anything you can do to conquer the demon inside of me Any meaning the truth and the father, the spirit guided me I can bleed in the booth and leave a tooth as a souvenir For who was here, and if you hearing it You know the spirit is imperative, imperative, imperial Black man pyramid, the peer of men, jackman with the gat Scratching off the serial, sack man, get the pack Money in the envelope, pissing down the urinal Ass man in the strip club, tell her bend it over Gon' give it to her, she been workin' for it, hey You gon' make a nigga cop a Birkin for you, hey You the bomb, look, I got a turban for you, bae Beat a nigga 'til he color purple for you, babe I'ma murder for you, bae, 730 for you, ayy [Chorus: JID] Swervin', swervin', swervin' Skrrtin', skrrtin', skrrtin', servin', servin', servin' Everything I done, it comes full circle Workin', workin', workin', workin' I-I-I'm swervin', swervin', swervin' Skrrtin', skrrtin', skrrtin', servin', servin', servin' Everything I done, it come full circle Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' [Verse 2: Denzel Curry] Odd Toddler, murderer, Madara, moniker Zeltron slither in, python, right on Right on cue, write, Sun Tzu Kill you, vehicle swerves on you Serves you right, you lose sight like demolish Break it down, build it up, then re-polish Like toenails on Odell with shoe deals that never, ever go well Take no Ls 'cause I am not Noel Bitch, the name's Denzel The flames exhale, my pain's on braille You feel it? Similar to fish in a skillet Hook and a line intertwined when I reel it like films Movie groovy, jinkie, Scooby Very spooky, soul is black as Moolies Talk like Pootie, I spit fire, loogies Comin' off the kufi with the blues, no Tookie So many y'alls, I'm bored, there's too many yawns I got a lot of green, that's too many lawns I'm still hot 'til I set in the dawn, until a nigga rockin' Saint Laurent We go together like Harry and Ron Treat the microphone as same as a wand Magic maxi pad (Ah, yeah) Denzel lusts for blood, I grab the MAG Made you half a man but not a Sag' Flow is ugly, time to bust a sag Clint Eastwood, I killed the good and bad Oh my God, would you look at that? How to kill a ego JID and Zel, Scorpion to Sub-Zero [Chorus: JID] Swervin', swervin', swervin' Skrrtin', skrrtin', skrrtin', servin', servin', servin' Everything I done, it comes full circle Workin', workin', workin', workin' I-I-I'm swervin', swervin', swervin' Skrrtin', skrrtin', skrrtin', servin', servin', servin' Everything I done, it come full circle Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin'