Nottz - Jealous of Drake (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] You better lay low So high that I'm wondering where the day go I'm jealous of Drake cause he stuck his dick into J. Lo These hoes think they're angels with halos Til a week after you f** 'em Your dick feel like lava and fuego Take a moment of silence for a f** you Kato Hit the puss and made the b**h do the fabo Put c**aine on it, nasal No this herb is not basil Cooking crack like they Rachel Ray Come from the east of the A I know some G's in the bay Cross 'em, they squeezing the K Ching-cha-ching-cha-ching, b**h it's that cheese in the bank Used to be on FV with Hopsin and Dizzy SwizZz and DJ Hoppa, no the top is not friendly I'm sending shots to your Bentley My soul jaded A n***a should be smacked if you think Pac was overrated Now back to your scheduled program I don't fear no man This is that crack Lamar Odom Yeah b**h, you owe him head on the first date Do it cause it's my birthday I need meds in the worst way Buried in dirt Pockets stay on Gerald Levert Millennial n***as b**hes, now they carry a purse What the f** [Interlude] Hey man, f** a hook right now man. Let me just take a moment to say thank you to all the fans man. Thank you for all the support. Thank y'all for following a n***a on all these social motherf**ing networks. Thank you coming out to the shows. I appreciate y'all, y'all could be doing anything in the world but you're wasting your time with me baby. Jarren motherf**ing Benton. f** it, I'ma go back in. Should I go back, f** I'm going in, alright [Verse 2] Hate on my side hoe, a side show Kush got my eyes low I only count to 49, I don't f** with 5-0 Everything is fire, p**y n***a I'm a pyro Standing by the pyramids in Cairo with a rifle God blessed the trap n***as What about the rap n***as I don't dap n***as, I just co*k back and slap n***as Perhaps I'm one of the few n***as in Atlanta that don't stick like Pepé Le Pew I never cared for reviews I put your head in a noose The media is a liar, got you f** n***as scared of the news I think I'm better than you Pistol on me, let 'em get through These n***as a bunch of speds what the medicine do Ain't no one ever listens to you Young n***as a bunch of talk like the b**hes from The View I take groupies on the bus, let them b**hes bone the crew Tell my main b**h you got me, know this dick belongs to you Yeah [Interlude 2] Hey shout out to my n***a [?] for letting me record in his basement man, on this white boy sh**. Gla** of milk and a bunch of cats. Shout out to my leg for being f**ed up man. I still love this hip-hop sh** though. We out [Outro]