Young Nudy & Pi'erre Bourne - Joker (2019)

Intro:
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
We lit, we gassed, shawty got the stick
He do, yeah, he rich
Yeah, I seen a lot of niggas be rich
But they just turn into a rich bitch

Verse 1:
Smokin' on stank, man, I know that (Yeah)
Shoot at your head turn your head to a throwback
Big shit, y'all don't want that (Yeah)
Whole lot of guns, bullshit, man I'm on that
And young nigga get money (Yeah)
Big booty bitch, yeah, monkey (Monkey)
In the hood actin' whole donkey (Donkey)
Bullshit, slime stay on it (I'm a slime)
Stick on my side like my sideline (Sideline)
Pull up in your hood, that's a drive-by (G-g-g-grrrat)
30 round drum on my Glock (My Glock)
Pull up on 'em, pop-pop-pop off your top (Yeah)
Y'all nigga talk but you ain't really wit' it (Ain't wit' it)
Bullshit, SlimeBall stay wit' it (Stay wit' it)
And your ho really wanna get wit' me (Get wit' me)
Beat the ho, yeah, from the back end (Back end)

Chorus:
In the club turnin' up wit' all the rats (Yeah)
And I got a gun, yeah, I count all the stacks (Yeah)
Nigga wanna play slime, shoot him in the back (Yeah)
Stab 'em in the back, yeah, I'm wit' all of that (What?)
Grimy motherfucker (Grimy), slimy motherfucker (Slimy)
Try me motherfucker, fire that motherfucker (Yeah)
Bitch hit my phone and she wanna ride that motherfucker
Yeah, that's on top man, ride that dick (Yeah)
Yeah, your bitch wanna suck my dick (Yeah)
Nigga wanna hate 'cause I do this shit (Yeah)
Whole lot of money, I was meant to be rich
And you ain't, yeah (And you ain't)

Bridge:
I don't even know, I don't even know
I don't even know, I don't even know
I don't even know but I stay on it
Bullshit, I stay on it (Big slime)
And I get money, yeah, nigga hate on me (Hate on me)
Ah, I know it, and I notice, and I know it (Bitch-ass niggas)

Verse 2:
Hop out the two-door, yeah, that the whip (Yeah)
And I sold dope, yeah, I made all the trips
Came out a seed, yeah, I made all the flips
Overseas money, yeah, it came right here (Yeah)
Pat just touched down, I just bust it down (Yeah)
Gang eatin' now
Yeah, we eat now (Eat 'em)
Nigga play a young nigga wit' 500 rounds
Chop up your block 'fore you sleep, nigga (Yeah, nigga)
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout some beef nigga (Damn)
Put you on a plate then we eat, nigga
Whole lot of money 'round me, nigga (Young nigga)
Young nigga racked up, count up the backend
In the club turnt up, fuck up the backend (Yeah)
Y'all niggas hate, spin your head on the back end
Shooters gonna pull up with your head on the back end (Back end, yeah)
Huh, yeah I like to flex, young nigga wit' a check (Huh)
Yeah, I like to call ho, make her give me neck
And I'm real slime, so show the ho no respect (Yeah)
Rat-a-tat-tat when it jump out the TEC


Chorus:
In the club turnin' up wit' all the rats (Yeah)
And I got a gun, yeah, I count all the stacks (Yeah)
Nigga wanna play slime, shoot him in the back (Yeah)
Stab 'em in the back, yeah, I'm wit' all of that (What?)
Grimy motherfucker (Grimy), slimy motherfucker (Slimy)
Try me motherfucker, fire that motherfucker (Yeah)
Bitch hit my phone and she wanna ride that motherfucker
Yeah, that's on top man, ride that dick (Yeah)
Yeah, your bitch wanna suck my dick (Yeah)
Nigga wanna hate 'cause I do this shit (Yeah)
Whole lot of money, I was meant to be rich
And you ain't, yeah (And you ain't, yeah)
I don't even know, I don't even know (Yeah, yeah)
I don't even know, I don't even know (Yeah, yeah)

Outro:
Smoke dope
Be high, be happy, get you some money
Don't be like these bitch ass niggas, man
Feel what I'm sayin'?
Stay solid, uh, you know
Stay on your ten, you know, and just be real to yourself
Keep it real to yourself, you know
You only keep it 99 percent wit' these niggas, dawg, you feel me?
Not a hundred, fuck 'em
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)