JACKIE BROWN (CHOPNOTSLOP REMIX) lyrics

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Only been a few hours, but it felt like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you do what you want
I guess I'm doing what I want
Hope you doing what you want (What else?)
But what you want?
(I don't know)

[Verse 1: Brent Faiyaz]
My new b*tch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too–
My new b*tch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too–
My new b*tch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old b*tch fine like Jackiе Brown
I don't wanna love her, she too down
Will you bе my leading lady?
I want a contract, girl no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doing what I want)
Get some me-time (Hope you doing what you want)

[Bridge: Brent Faiyaz]
Maybe I don't love myself, I don't know
Leave me here, I'll f*ck myself
She be, she be in the mirror, I duck myself
I don't need much so f*ck my wealth
[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Only been a few hours, but it felt like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you do what you want
I guess I'm doing what I want (You don't gotta front when life's a water front)
Hope you doing what you want (What else?)
But what you want?
I don't know, you could play it loud?

[Verse 2: Brent Faiyaz]
Crib by the beach like Ordell
No Beaumont, my killers don't tell
Chateau Marmont grabbed the Louis off the shelf
Now my b*tch addicted to Chanel
Will you, will you be my leading lady?
I want a contract, girl no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doing what I want)
Get some me-time (I don't know)
(Hope you doing what you want)
My new b*tch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old b*tch fine like Jackie Brown

[Interlude]
Tried to tell you, my G
But you keep on pullin' up with that wack sh*t
She ain't f*ckin' with that sh*t
You ain't showin' ya G side, my G
You hear me? sh*t
What, it's chopped up and not slopped up
Anything else? sh*t, get rid of that sh*t, my G
Throw that sh*t out and then I want you to
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Jammin' that wack sh*t is like smokin' reggie, you feel me?
Drop-Drop-Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Drop-Drop-Drop the, drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Drop-Drop-Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Chopstars
Drop-Drop-Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
[Verse 3: Brent Faiyaz]
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear (Smoke clear, smoke clear)
I got diamonds (Ooh, ooh), doin' toosie slides in both ears
Dice rollin' on the Las Vegas strip tonight
Slip that on (Ooh, ooh), and we might miss the fight
f*ck a knot, I keep the guala in my shorty bag (Ooh, ooh)
You know she one of mine, when she tattoo that ass
I'm a lover boy, she love the toys (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it comin', you a rider
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" sh*t