#JunieBJones - Duwap Kaine

I’ma-I'ma call it how I see it

I don’t like yo' bitch so I don’t know why she cheated

Michael Jackson, nigga, pull up I’ma beat it

Bitch post a pic on her IG, hoe, delete it

You know I don’t want my new hoes to fuckin' see it

Pass me the gas, I’ma end up chiefin'

Poles on deck, I won’t end up leaving, ayy

Bad bitch ask me «Why you keep teasing?

«, ayy

Slide, shoot,.45 for no reason, ayy

And I’m a angel with' a pole, not a demon, ayy

So much pints in my system, yes I’m leanin', ayy

In the bed with' a bae, ayy, now she sleepin, ayy

And I’m high as hell, but nigga I don’t do no molly pills, ayy

Kids love me, nigga, ayy, like I’m Lil' Bill

Coolin' in the airport, ayy, my weed vaccum sealed, ayy, ayy

Done trappin', 'cause I need to rap forreal

Niggas eatin' off the plate, yeah, it’s my meal

Give a fuck how you fuckin' feel

Pound house the location, but I’m sellin' midget

Bitch, I need some charmin oil, bro, I’m shitting

I count it up, bitch, juggin' for a livin'

I took some shit, yeah, juggin', this is not for children

I got a Faygo, boy, you pour up in the Mountain Dew

They give you lean and it’s green, is you gone sip it, dude?

Religion on my jeans, yeah, bitch you know it’s true

We was sellin' niggas, watch me put that on my troops

I read her like a book, bitch, Junie B. Jones

Smokin' threefive out a pre-roll

I can never try an argue with' a broke hoe

Watchin' New Age, gotta catch me up to code

It’s 2017, what I see is there to know

Baby, it’s just the lean, cause, I’m not slow

Bad bitch hit me up at four fourty-four

Said, what I’m doin'?

Bitch I’m countin' up the dough, ayy

Hittin' up my phone, could you leave me alone

Yeah, bitch could you leave me alone?

Countin' up cake, could you leave me alone?

Yeah, bitch, 'cause I’m all on my own

Yeah, bitch could you leave me alone?

Yeah, bitch stop hittin' up my phone

Yeah, bitch, 'cause I’m all about my dough

Lil' bitch stop hittin' up my phone (Leave me alone)