ANEMIC Lyrics – Yung Jet Li & Trizzy
Singer: Yung Jet Li & Trizzy
Title: ANEMIC
Yo, pass me the lighter bro
Yo, i’m bout to go with my b#llsh#t bro
What the f#ck
Yo, let’s get it bro
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, woah (i-i-i-i-i love you, jae)
Yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
I-i-i gotta pour up a four, drink a whole lot tequila
Pull up to yo block in a brand new beamer
Choppa let it sing i call that a nina
Body feelin’ like i might be anemic
Shawty bad she wanna go see it
She wanna f#ck me inside of my building
Lookin’ at me like she stare at the ceiling
I-i-i’m in the booth, i be goin’ so crazy
Killin’ this beat think i woke up chris breezy
Gettin’ the bag and i make it look easy
Got a new shawty and her p#ss# no kizzy
Back in the stu’ and i feel like a demon
Bout to blow up and they cannot believe it
Call up the homies, they gon’ shoot to yo fitted
f#ckin’ with us gonna get you religious
Pop (pop)
Addy (addy)
f#ck around she call me daddy (daddy)
We could link up if u ready (ready)
Know what i want and i get it (yeah)
Drop the addy (addy)
Said i’ll be there in a minute (minute)
I said that i want and i get it (get it)
So i f#ck around and go get it (get it)
You is not sh#t heard that you 22
But i’m f#ckin’ your b#tch funny i’m only 18 (i-i-i-i-i love you, jae)
Told her to put on a helmet when she f#ckin’ me
Cause you know that we goin’ so extreme
I’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’
Like melo, i shoot it no hesi’
f#ck all the politics that sh#t is sketchy
But on my wrist, you know that i got a prezi
Ah, yeah
Called up the boy, trizzy, we taking over
Pulled up a rari’ while he in a rover
Driving the street in la right in dover
We don’t know you like that wanna get that
Pull up to your f#ckin’ crib to get b#tch slapped
You heard what i said so boy better step back
I ain’t inviting yo #ss to the kickback
Ah, can’t see a damn thing
Got a new bad b#tch she a bad thing
I might just show off the people the real me
All of this sh#t bout’ to end up real messy
Doing too much now they all wanna doubt me
Getting the bread and all that guacamole
Switching it up might just cop me a tooly
We full of shooters, running up with the uzis
I ain’t really f#cking with yo collective
Houseparty only thing on my section
Don’t give a damn so get out of my business
f#ck like a p#rnstar i call her alexis (grr-ah!)
I got a shawty but she not from texas
Can’t see what’s up so why u suspicious
You talking down but yo life feelin’ hectic
Said i ain’t rich well check all my metrics
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Think about money even when i sleep
Why you be stalking me, you is a creep
We throw a party pull up with the team
f#ckin’ with us and i pull out the beam
I’m not a rapper they call me an artist
Weed is so loud, who f#ckin’ farted?
Throw me the bag f#ck around and i caught it
Trizzy and jet taking off like a rocket
I get high like woah
Might do a line of coke
Mix it then i pour
Likes there’s no tomorrow
f#ck it i need more
So imma’ go get more
She gon’ f#ck on me
But we keep it low
Woah, woah, aye
f#ck her then show her the door
I just been gettin’ the dough
Throwin’ it right on her nose
Woah, woah
Act like she seein’ a ghost
So i pull up in a ghost
I got a burner you toast
I-i-i gotta pour up a four, drink a whole lot tequila
Pull up to yo block in a brand new beamer
Choppa let it sing i call that a nina
Body feelin’ like i might be anemic
Shawty bad she wanna go see it
She wanna f#ck me inside of my building
Lookin’ at me like she stare at the ceiling
I-i-i’m in the booth, i be goin’ so crazy
Killin’ this beat think i woke up chris breezy
Gettin’ the bag and i make it look easy
Got a new shawty and her p#ss# no kizzy
Back in the stu’ and i feel like a demon
Bout to blow up and they cannot believe it
Call up the homies, they gon’ shoot to yo fitted
f#ckin’ with us gonna get you religious
Pop (pop)
Addy (addy)
f#ck around she call me daddy (daddy)
We could link up if u ready (ready)
Know what i want and i get it (yeah)
Drop the addy (addy)
Said i’ll be there in a minute (minute)
I said that i want and i get it (get it)
So i f#ck around and go get it (get it)
You is not sh#t heard that you 22
But i’m f#ckin’ your b#tch funny i’m only 18 (i-i-i-i-i love you, jae)
Told her to put on a helmet when she f#ckin’ me
Cause you know that we goin’ so extreme
I’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’
Like melo, i shoot it no hesi’
f#ck all the politics that sh#t is sketchy
But on my wrist, you know that i got a prezi
I-i-i-i-i love you, jae
Whole lotta’, whole lotta’ stick play, n#gg#
Whole lotta’ draco sh#t, n#gg#
Whole lotta’ stick play, n#gg#
Whole lotta’ that
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