Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song P.T.B., artist - The Jokerr. Date of issue: 31.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
P.T.B. |
| Warning: all names, nicknames, monikers, or pseudonyms referenced in this track |
| do not refer to that of any actual individuals |
| Any resemblance of the names of actual individuals to the names referenced in |
| this track is unintentional |
| And entirely coincidental |
| So these bitches trying to take us all back to 2012 |
| I’mma give em what they want, I got the hat, mini-bells |
| Plenty bars, plenty songs, plenty gats, plenty shells |
| Plenty plans, plenty back-up plans if any fail, plenty |
| Motherfuckers on my nuts just like the old days |
| Lemme catch a bitch in his civic, it’s gon' be road rage |
| Front hand, back hand, right, left, both ways |
| 'Bout to be the Dr. Seuss of giving niggas cold fades |
| Everybody wanna rock with the top player |
| Wait a couple years and then talk when I’m not there |
| Acting like they got something against me all the sudden |
| When the last time I saw them, it was hand shakes and hugging |
| That’s that top tier bitch shit you can’t seem to quit with |
| How 'bout you take my name out your mouth and see if my dick fit |
| Speaking of which, I got a new name for yall |
| Soon as you cowards get to yapping your jaws, i’mma call you… |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| Gets to talking when they mention your name, yo |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| But he ain’t trying to say the shit to your face, no |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| If I had me a dollar for every time these |
| Motherfuckers manufacture the drama, I’d be paid, yo! |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| Y’all just mad cause I got what you want |
| You’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front |
| Now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts |
| Cause I got — room — for — you — all! |
| Now this that horrorcore boom bap shit niggas don’t hear |
| How ever you want it, i’mma bring it nigga, no fear |
| You want me to chop? |
| Gimme the mic and I’m gonna rip it |
| Tell me to quit and I’ll tell you to get the fuck out of my motherfucking |
| business |
| People don’t even know what the fuck happened but they get passionate with the |
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| They’re loving the drama, they keep it going every time I come up and they like |
| to think- |
| That they’re getting up under my skin, and they are, but the problem with that |
| is I like the beef |
| I’ll take it and turn the motherfucker into a lullaby, put them all right to |
| sleep |
| I got the beats knocking on the block and they’re dumb hot |
| Two thirteens in the tundra, got the bumps locked |
| Oh they say they’re coming by my crib, that’s a dumb plot |
| Arizona boy, bitch, I’m living in a gun shop |
| But it’s all talk with these wack bitches |
| On the laptop non-stop like they cat fishing |
| They ain’t in the trap, niggas are just in the chat clicking |
| I’ll give em a smack instantly turning them back into… |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| Gets to talking when they mention your name, yo |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| But he ain’t trying to say the shit to your face, no |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| If I had me a dollar for every time these |
| Motherfuckers manufacture the drama, I’d be paid, yo! |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| Y’all just mad cause I got what you want |
| You’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front |
| Now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts |
| Cause I got — room — for — you — all! |
| Here comes the screenshots, here comes the voice clips |
| Here comes the grown men all on they boys' dicks |
| Here comes the bullshit, here comes the rumors |
| Think what you want, pussy, cause i’mma keep it moving |
| Here comes the diss tracks, here comes the butt-hurt |
| Fat motherfuckers in they rooms in the suburbs |
| Here comes The Jokerr, Trail of Destruction |
| Oh well, here we go again, motherfuckers |
| Okay, I’m finally realising that my fan base stagnated |
| Took too long to drop and motherfuckers got a tad jaded |
| And now it’s «why'd you turn against me» on a vast scale |
| Day One’s flipping on me trying to see me crash, fail |
| And then the dam breaks, everybody wants a piece |
| Coming out the woods at ya boi with their fucking beefs |
| Acting like I did something to them cause I grew a bit |
| Stuck up in their hometowns still not doing shit |
| And I’m the bad guy now cause I made moves |
| Y’all couldn’t last a fucking day up in J’s shoes |
| Comfy ass living at your mom’s with your days jobs |
| Trying to judge me? |
| Nigga, fuck y’all gay wads |
| You can gather up your shit and go the hell home |
| Get the fuck up out and don’t let the door hit your tailbones |
| I’mma keep killing it till I’m well past well-known |
| 'Bout to smash through the glass ceiling like a hail stone |
| Y’all are just mad |
| Cause you don’t have what I have |
| Y’all niggas gay |
| And you won’t do shit anyway |
| Y’all are just mad |
| Cause you don’t have what I have |
| Y’all niggas gay |
| And you won’t do shit anyway |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| Gets to talking when they mention your name, yo |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| But he ain’t trying to say the shit to your face, no |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| If I had me a dollar for every time these |
| Motherfuckers manufacture the drama, I’d be paid, yo! |
| Pussy the Bitch |
| Y’all just mad cause I got what you want |
| You’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front |
| Now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts |
| Cause I got — room — for — you — all! |
| Y’all just mad cause I got what you want |
| You’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front |
| Now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts |
| Cause I got — room — for — you — all! |
| Y’all just mad cause I got what you want |
| You’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front |
| Now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts |
| Cause I got — room — for — you — all! |
| Y’all just mad cause I got what you want |
| You’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front |
| Now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts |
| Cause I got — room — for — you — all! |