Pick a Side

Available on all major platforms Written, produced, mixed & mastered by me Jason Jayquann Kaiser King Smoke Entertainment © 2022 #OTG Hol’ up lil bitch! Hol up..wait, aye Woah Yeah I’m the shit, bitch get off my dick, ion need your support, what the fuck you thought? (Hoe) Jay Got dem scams, ion never get caught Gucci, Fendi you know i’ma floss I win at all cost, I’m 6’6 I’m the boss jumpin over niggas like I’m Randy Moss (woah) I got the sauce bitch, open pit, don’t let me catch you niggas slippin’ (slippin’) Man y’all trippin’, I’m bout to throw them hands yo nose gone look like Scottie Pippen If I hear sirens I’m dippin, I’m ain’t a blood or crippin’, I’m on this fuckin money mission, If you can’t stand the heat bitch nigga then stay the fuck from out the kitchen Fuck you and all ya siblings, you steady catchin L’s I’m always winnin’ (woahh) Y’all ain’t spittin’ facts all fiction, heard ya lil hoe was missin’. I just seen the hoe on Kinsman Way out my jurisdiction, she got plucked like a chicken, when I was done with her I threw her ass in the back of a black Ford Expedition I took it I’ma crook like Nixon, these muthafuckin’ percs got me itchin’ Ayo run me my shit, so we ain’t got no problems Lil Scrappy, if you see me in nem streets, don’t say shit, don’t try to dap me Lights camera action, imma shine like a headlight, I’ll keep the lil bitch around if the head right Don’t worry bout where my money from You niggas just worry bout yo income What I’m seeing its close to nun So you niggas stop tryna stunt Bitch tell the truth, stop cappin’ Jay Got Juice bout all da action I got bread on the side I’m stackin’ I’m like YB I’m pullin’ up actin’ I run you niggas like a marathon You need a job nigga go work at amazon Cuz this rap shit ain’t really for you I keep ya bitch wet like she at the pool (ay splash) I’m cool as a bitch, I’m tryin to get rich, a lot of niggas get fucked up thinkin they slick, you niggas at risk, cuz I’m sendin the blitz I’m cool as a bitch, I’m tryin’ to get rich, a lot of niggas get fucked up thinkin they slick, you niggas at risk, cuz I’m sendin the blitz (woahh) I always keep a knife I’ll cut you quick just like a conversation, I done done some fucked up ass shit but never been on probation I got that shit at the crib, got some more shit comin’ in, bet not tell nun of ya friends, I’ma be fresh if the feds watchin, In the whip duckin and dodgin’, (Skrtt) Nigga pick a side, you stickin wit them or you rollin wit me? Jay Got Juice, 1st pick in the draft MVP and olympiad (Juice!) You niggas is trash, Michael Jackson, bad I’m leaving y’all shredded, just like Kraft Look at the watch, look at the shades Look at my hoes, you do the math Nigga talkin shit, I’m bouta spazz I’m grimy as fuck, Shady Aftermath Bitch I’m from Cleveland, just like the Cavs I’ma crazy muthafucka psychopath (woah, woah yeah) I need the bandz, I need the cash, speed shit up life come at you fast, you’ll never make it goin’ half assed, I’m teachin’ niggas, I’ma start a class (Turn up, ayy) Me and my niggas, we smokin dat killa we fuckin gorillas, y’all aint fuckin wit us We got on designer, you shoppin at Villa Nikes on my feet bitch nigga Mac Miller (Shut up) Swisher sweet don’t get split You pullin up bitch you payin for yo own Lyft I ain’t saving hoes, I ain’t Clark Kent (ha ha) I was found not guilty, they had to acquit All they had, was some shady ass evidence If I see 12 creepin’ I’m hoppin’ the fence Don’t give a fuck what you say, keep ya two cents, ya broke bitch!