Jeff’s Gaff - JDM Ft, Jaycom

(JDM)

 

ill take the mic out your hand

just like that Swift and West rant

turn it to a smith and Wesson

aim it to your head and then bang

im making emcees sweat bad

they dont want to see me get mad

i should smoke a J and chill or maybe go and lick the Ket bag.

but in the end, regret that,

cause it feels like my legs have

finally just said accept that and i cant walk because my legs just said that

this party is gonna end bad

not long till blue and red flash

so much going on they gonna come here and kick us out jeffs gaff

and now a fuss is kicken

someones smoked out the kitchen

mans there smiling smugly while his ladys begging him to listen

and i just sit here sipping

on my drink, my 7th

took a line of heaven now im waiting for my buzz to kick in

ill make you envy these, partys we have at Jefferys G

and i aint stop until rebeltease is all up in my bedding sheets

man calm down im just jesting, please

I dont want no enemies

dont want the guilt of when emcees are on there knees they begging me

 

 

(jaycom)

 

Yo there's a party at my house and nobody's invited 

coz they all up in Jeff's grill, my buddies igniting 

from the kitchen to the living room, yeah it seems they on fire

from the amount of smoke fumes, shit, now i start to hear sirens 

 

Fire truck or police? Ain't know how to divide them 

from the streets I’m used to, they each sound slightly different

better open up my blinds maybe catch in the night a glimpse of the lights in the distance

difficult, I squint, and look down, there's some dude outside recording this whole scene play out for YouTube? bro get the fuck out!

 

Whaaat, yo shit I ain't lyin, their sirens coming closer 

it's about to get real like when you can only find a 3 leaf clover 

by morning, they goin have a hela hangover, 

I call up my brother like, yo bruh, better come over, I think you gone too far 

 

I open up the locked trap door in my basement 

traverse the cobwebbed path all the way to my neighbors

it’s par for the course you do anything to save them,

from government agents

this tunnel, it’s only for special occasions,

like this, to rescue my baked friends,

from them mindless-tight-lipped state men

 

(JDM)

 

see my problem cant grow no more

just seen the popo blow through the door

have to change all the clothes that iv wore

“everyone to the basement under the floor”

 

(Jaycom)

 

Guys, be quiet, Rebel, stop cryin,

keep your steps to a crawl we press on forward,

single file coz this tunnel too small

my brother be whiter than a fluro light, so I ask what for?

 

(JDM)

 

cause its half past 4 ,and I cant walk

but I’m running from the police under the floor

I stumble and fall, by these crumbling walls

“Wait guys come back I need help man come on?!”

a crack head whores hand down my drawls

got my stash in my balls guess thats what she wants

i just pass her off, this tunnels long

where we at? where we going? man i just wanna go home