Jitty Like Balloon!

Just copped an Apple Watch

That's radiation on my wrist, you know what I'm sizzling

Aye, aye, yuh

Jitty like balloon, I popped his mans up

I'm IG scrolling cuz I love to watch some stand up

I don't know what the fuck you thinking that you boutta be the banter

You want 'em talking 'bout you, I know people finna like you on a channel

I got bitches in the lot like "where the phantom"

Nah, Imma whip and RV 'fore I even get my bands up

This lying, cheating ass 'bout to owe me hundred grand just for a hundred missing

I don't need to dis him, boy'a do it by his damn self

Fuck a button start when I wear button up

Show up in a bow tie and still fuck you up

Paint him red like a CSP bucket brush

Ask me what I'm up to, I'm like "nothing, bruh"

I really hate these fucking bitches, and I'm talking 'bout the dick havers

"Jeesh, you rapping too fast," ah well, then get faster

Flex like Mr. Rogers, I'm your sister and your kids master

Yung Mista Clean, I pull up with a shit blaster

Yuh, (and what) popped the jitty like balloon, ah

Ah, (I) popped the jitty like balloon, ah

Ah, (I) popped the jitty like balloon, ah

Ah, (I) popped the jitty like a, aye

Bitch I'm lil' Chubs, yeah that's me, not gon' argue

And I'm from the O, probably fucking on your daughter

Yeah we got them sticks, and we clutching on them carbons

Eighteen with a pocket full of fucking hundreds

This that real shit, tell a bih get down and suck it quick

She ain't talking 'bout a bag, I tell her get up out my whip

Niggas talking 'bout a bag, but they ain't talking real chips

Call up folks, he shooting everything up with hollow tips

I'm a pimp, not no motherfucking simp

That bitch back broke, got her walking with a limp

I'm sliding, smoking good dope just behind tints

The plug hit me up, say he got me some more zips

I will never switch up about a bitch

He tried to run off, I dumped this pistol spark, I ain't gon' miss

I was raised round shooters and some motherfucking pimps