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jaden – RED CLOAKS (feat. Rich The Kid) Lyrics
[Intro: Jaden]
Look, look, look
[?]That’s Jaden Smith
[?] fuck all that talkin’ [?] [Chorus: Jaden]
[?], I’m lit, I’m dripped out (Dripped out!) (I’m dripped out)
By the way you miss (Miss!) (Miss), airin’ out the whole clique (Clique!) (Damn)
Can’t aim for shit (Can’t aim for shit!) (No!)
Fatty ass, big tits (Fatty ass, big tits) (No!)
D Wade, the assist
Damn, can’t even live
Whole city on my–
Bae, you sittin’ on my blick
Slim with a lil’ thick
I’m him, they don’t wanna get it
Me and you not twins
Jaden Smith is a fetish
She just got a new Benz
Boy, let’s wrap around the section, nigga, what’s up?
Hm, I ain’t see him on the guest list, nigga, what’s up?
No sleep for me except when it’s at the club
Boy, it’s street to street [?][?] steppin’ [?]MSFTS reppin’, what the fuck?
Fuck the opps, fuck the president, I’m up
On the block takin’ measurements and such
Havin’ thoughts about intelligence above
Watch your mouth, watch the elements, you dumb
Bring the baddie on the way, keep that addy off the line
Keep the Patek in the bowl
So dramatic, she in love
Someone mobbin’ with a gun
CLB, it’s one of one
I’m [?] [Chorus: Jaden]
[?], I’m lit, I’m dripped out (Dripped out!) (I’m dripped out)
By the way you miss (Miss!) (Miss), airin’ out the whole clique (Clique!) (Damn)
Can’t aim for shit (Can’t aim for shit!) (No!)
Fatty ass, big tits (Fatty ass, big tits) (No!)
D Wade, the assist
Damn, can’t even live
Whole city on my–
Bae, you sittin’ on my blick
Slim with a lil’ thick
I’m him, they don’t wanna get it
Me and you not twins
Jaden Smith is a fetish
She just got a new Benz
Boy, let’s wrap around the section, nigga what’s up?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put the money on the schedule
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yuh) (Yuh)
Watch out ’cause the game about to go and get you
What they sayin’ twin?
Ran the play, you don’t like the Redskins
Like this was goin’ back to back I matte the Benz (Yeesh)
Was sippin’ too much lean I had to do a cleanse
What they sayin’?
Any nigga who playin’, say my name, they pullin’ up, sprayin’
I’m whippin’ the pan
I broke my hand, off a Xan’
I just went to E, these just spent a hundred bands
I just took my bitch to overseas to get a tan
I just count a quarter mil’ in her face
Lil’ bitch bad, slim thick, she give me face
She eatin’ rice off a plate, she got no waist
I’ma put her whole face in the cake
I always knew that she was gon’ be my ideal
[?] I’m doin’ lots of other things
Money, power, lots of dreams
When we was on an island she said “Papi, I don’t wanna leave”
Wrist in the freezer, cook it in the oven
When they see shit, they don’t wanna believe it
Okay, I’m comin’, I just wanna see you’re alright and I don’t think I need another reason
Bitch, I’m lit, I’m dripped out (Dripped out!) (I’m dripped out)
By the way you miss (Miss!) (Miss), airin’ out the whole clique (Clique!) (Damn)
Can’t aim for shit (Can’t aim for shit!) (No!)
Fatty ass, big tits (Fatty ass, big tits) (No!)
D Wade, the assist
Damn, can’t even live
Whole city on my–
Bae, you sittin’ on my blick
Slim with a lil’ thick
I’m him, they don’t wanna get it
Me and you not twins
Jaden Smith is a fetish
She just got a new Benz
Boy, let’s wrap around the section, nigga, what’s up?
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