Tan Nerdy Petite rapper girl Dominates tf outta you lyrics

Jûki Chorus:
Hey , iMA need quart for my liter
Lyrical presentation I’m A the speaker
Thought she was trash, now you can’t even believer her
On some singing sh*t
Justin Bieber
So hot I spit like fire
I gotta fever

Hey , iMA need quart for my liter
Lyrical presentation I’m A the speaker
Thought she was trash, now you can’t even believer her
On some singing sh*t
Justin Bieber
So hot I spit like fire
I gotta fever

Jûki Vеrse:
Your mom on Tuesday man
I gotta see her
Mama bе tripping
I told her we would be alright
Mama tripping
She told me stay out them damn fights
Mama tripping
She heard I was on that damn flight
Watching me like react channels
I Call you flight
Rapping high in sky
I’m on cloud 9
Wanna be my friend b*tch?
You waste my time b*tch
Got no time for that yip yap
Im on my Grind
Not a gangbanger
But you is my damn slime
If I dap you up
I Special way you’re all mine
Kissing through the night
b*tch your all damn mine
This a acid limit edition
All time
Running the race b*tch
I am a
All star
Somebody told me
IF Keep that head up
YOULL go far
Your not a lyricist
She spitting on di*k your sis
Really want a di*k lil b*tch
Your not with f*cking sh*t
Im such the f*cking sh*t
It got Hard
You f*ck this sh*t
It got hard
I grind lil b*tch
I blow up fast like mimes b*tch
Sorry that I’m saying b*tch
Used to tote dirty stick
New York we with the sh*t
Uk girl you’re proper
Talking sh*t I’ll toss her
Againnnynnn
Againynnn
Againynnn
Againynnn
Ahainynnn
Aginaunnnn
Jûki Chorus:
Hey , iMA need quart for my liter
Lyrical presentation I’m A the speaker
Thought she was trash, now you can’t even believer her
On some singing sh*t
Justin Bieber
So hot I spit like fire
I gotta fever

Hey , iMA need quart for my liter
Lyrical presentation I’m A the speaker
Thought she was trash, now you can’t even believer her
On some singing sh*t
Justin Bieber
So hot I spit like fire
I gotta fever