[Hook 1: Jay Gudda]
2009 (You feel that)
That was a Chrysler
She thinks that I love her, I don't even likes her
But I think it excites her
I ran the price up, I just got nicer
“Gudda, you gettin' too hyper”
I wouldn't wife her, Gudda one-nights her
This'll just make it a twicer
Shorty's a viper, Swiper don't swipe her
I said, “I wouldn't entice her”
Pain in my neck, I had to ice her
All due respect, you made her a lifer
Give me some distance, I had to snipе her
I just went fishing and caught me a stripеr
You called a stripper, I'm callin' to pipe her
I'm a shot caller, ain't no typer
Put in work, so my fruits be riper
f*ck love
[Verse 1: JR Writer]
It's Writer
Heart of a lion, eye of the tiger
She comin' by, and I ain't invite her
She need excitement, I'ma excite her
I'ma ignite her, she gon' be hot
Said I'm enticin', and I entice her
Stepped in the crib, “Who need a shot?”
I'm a provider, like I was Pfizer
Ya'll wanna wife her
Ya'll wanna love her, I never liked her
I'ma just pipe her
Then I'ma dubb her and hop in the Viper
[Hook 2: Jay Gudda]
2009, that was a Chrysler
She thinks that I love her, I don't even likes her
And I think it excites her
I ran the price up, I just got nicer
“Gudda, you gettin' too hyper” (Too hype)
I wouldn't wife her, Gudda one-nights her
This'll just make it a twicer
Shorty's a viper, Swiper don't swipe her
I said, “I wouldn't entice her”
Pain in my neck, I had to ice her
All due respect, you made her a lifer
Give me some distance, I had to snipe her
I just went fishing and caught me a striper
You called a stripper, I'm callin' to pipe her
I'm a shot caller, ain't no typer
Put in work, so my fruits be riper
f*ck love
[Verse 2: Jay Gudda]
He talk like he knew me since we was in diapers
Went to Waikiki to treat it like Rikers
They never liked us, never none like us
Soon as I left, all you pussies got righteous
I used to kick it with bitches ‘cause they were too bitchy
Ask Sammie and Isis
I rather get me some p*ssy than hang with some pussies
No changin' my vices, deadbeat talkin' like Jay too lifeless
Jay too spicy
You'll never be like this, don't even fight this
Lonely, I like it, normal in crisis, cordially priceless
This bitch too gorgeous for life, it's just, shit
I shouldn't write this
2009, that was a Chrysler
[Outro]