Jumpstreet lyrics

RetcH: Yeah,yeah...
b*tches and bleeps like (like this?)
RetcHy motherf*cking Heir Gang fast money

[Verse 1: Retch]
Yo, i f*ck my side b*tch more than my main b*tch
She leave me then came back it's the same sh*t
Talking bout i ain't sh*t, i know im not
Heard it from you my mother and the cops
Mostly thats what they say a lot
I don't give a f*ck though roll up then i'm out the front door
Raw paper snuggled in that fronto
Brooklyn sh*t, Catch me low with a brooklyn b*tch
With an undying interest for books and di*ks
She read my mind and gave me brain
I ain't really That freaky no cuffs and no chains
That's borderline fed sh*t
The Way i do these tracks is like some borderline [?] sh*t
Knife in my hand and a whole lot of red sh*t yeah
Killing 'em if you ain't get sh*t
n*gga i wrote this verse in like two hunnid forty seconds
With a blonde easy chick chillin' watching TV
Dump the dutch guts in my leftover CD
Like f*ck seconds its way more convenient
Why get up if it wasn't really needed
That's just how i see sh*t stonervision
Watching queer eye for the straight guy home edition
Lost the remote to the television
I ain't trying to get up and look
When i was [?] my mom she told me pick up a book
Kinda random but look if i picked up that book
I wouldn't be a rapper i'd probably be a n*gga that cooked
Cause that all she ever had
That's kinda how it is with just a moms and no dad
But nah i ain't sad not even a bit of [?]
He got the ass and made a dash just regular n*gga sh*t
And out came me
That shows you how great pimping can be
I'm a G, skip to the next letter H'z in this b*tch
Read of the f*ckin' sweater
Ain't nothin' sweet, ain't nothin' sweet, ain't nothin' sweet its Still the same old me
Still kick it with sponge he the same old flea
Y'all know him as Da$H but that's the same ol' D they better Free my n*gga Cass that n*gga OG (hah)
And Stevie he be chillin
And dunno if Books good i ain't seen him in a minute
And Muggsy and the rest of em stick to the script
Yo its true b i'm stickin' di*k in your b*tch.. (like hahah)
(lemme hear what that sh*t sound like)