Lyrics Mocking It - JAY1

Mocking It

Like, one text, I’m sending that, then I’m essing
I’m chilling with my niggas, I beg you go bring your bredrins
A couple bitches and Malibu, that’s the settings
I’ve known you 20 seconds, the fuck you talkin' about weddings?
She’s backing up her booty whilst I play with the coochie
And I ain’t into all the acting but we’re making a movie
And my baby never lacking, told her «Come here and do me»
And now my Willy Wonka spazzing, let it spray like a uzi
Calm down, I beg you just cool off
I pull up to the dance and I’m locking it all off
And I don’t really fuck with them niggas, they’re too soft
They never shoot their shot cah I save it like Buffon
The floor be shaking, her back be bubbling
I’m writing them lyrics, I’m getting that money in
I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it
Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it
I love the way you’re twerking, baby girl, just come and bruk it
Step up in the club and show these bitches why you boss it
And if you ever hate on my baby, you must’ve lost it
You’re wishing you could touch up my sugar, girl, I just touch it
Drippy, saucy, sexy, mad
She’s bruking off her back man I buss and then bring her back
And if she pass the test, then I’ll cuff it and never dash
She step in looking saucy, I love her, yeah that’s my, gang
Calm down, I beg you just cool off
I pull up to the dance and I’m locking it all off
And I don’t really fuck with them niggas, they’re too soft
They never shoot their shot cah I save it like Buffon
The floor be shaking, her back be bubbling
I’m writing them lyrics, I’m getting that money in
I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it
Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it
I’m getting dinero, I’m chasing the Lizzy
My flows are magic like Harry Houdini
I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it
Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it
1, 2, bad b, step through
Came in, no one’s looking at you
Talk shit but I’m doing what I do
And you dickheads wouldn’t last if I put you in my shoe
1, 2, bad b, step through
Came in, no one’s looking at you
Talk shit but I’m doing what I do
And you dickheads wouldn’t last if I put you in my shoe
Calm down, I beg you just cool off
I pull up to the dance and I’m locking it all off
And I don’t really fuck with them niggas, they’re too soft
They never shoot their shot cah I save it like Buffon
The floor be shaking, her back be bubbling
I’m writing them lyrics, I’m getting that money in
I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it
Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it
I’m getting dinero, I’m chasing the Lizzy
My flows are magic like Harry Houdini
I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it
Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it
You can’t mess with my niggas, we’re too litty
Spend racks when I step out, that’s no biggie
Take a sip of that henny and now I’m tipsy
Beg you calm down, how you stunting with 250?
And if I see it and I like it, then I’m copping it
And if I’m jumping on a track, I’m probably bossing it
And how you talking about the sauce?
You’re probably lost in it
Started doing music in Coventry, now I’m mocking it