DESCRIPTION:
3rd leak & FIRST OFFICIAL SINGLE off Connecticut hip-hop artist Jus' upcoming "Supply & Demand" mixtape, to be released this Spring.

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LYRICS:

are you afraid of the dark? the shit that i tell scary
kids get well buried, quicker than ellsbury
sip liquor, with piff you can smell clearly
bitches who melt near me, a clique that i held dearly
cheeks slow smile while the weed's blown out
can't cage or tame j, leak bros style
wow, i get my hustle on, pete rose, pal
shootin free throws now, how i speak so foul
twist herb, be the remedy - got nerds for some enemies
girls like birds tweetin "ven aqui"
wanna learn them curves, can i get a peak?
purple and ketamine, her in them linen sheets
pure pedigree? follow the mutt
i'm a skinny guinea, one bottle enough
flow wild, yo kyle - yeah hollow the dutch
shorty usually spit, but she swallowin' jus

let's get these dutches crackin', word bond, sonny puff and pass em
yo, this stuff's relaxin, 5-0 duck and dash em
they know i'm up and at em, they know i'm up and at em
they know i'm up and at em, they know i'm up and at em

shucks - stumblin' drunk, just mumblin' junk
runnin' amok, covered in mud, a son of a gun
ma, let ya t's shake, buns thump in the front
hun gimme mean face, know i'm lovin the tongue
uhhh, i dig deep, dag - on my crab shit
be glad if ya stacked hips could crash at my pad, miss
fact is, ass on the chicks i smash - thick!
sad that these rap hits be havin' my dad pissed
schemin' like bernie m., on each of your flirty friends
jon papelbon, pa, me and my dirty pen
she feelin' nervous while serviced, we'll close the curtains then
boy got her box so soaked, it's like i'm surfin' in
fresh hoes shed clothes like serpant skin
a lot of fish in the sea, know i'm sure to swim
you kids, just stupid as fuck
i'm too sick, bitch, losin' my lunch - the boy jus

let's get these dutches crackin', word bond, sonny puff and pass em
yo, this stuff's relaxin, 5-0 duck and dash em
they know i'm up and at em, they know i'm up and at em
they know i'm up and at em, they know i'm up and at em

rockin' moccasins, while i'm sippin' wa with lem
chicks was never jockin him, now they gotta stop and grin
not for profit and cocked off these vodka tonics
i'm jottin' and watchin mob flicks, slimmer body than my pockets
let's get it in, giddy up, yeah she ride ill
passin' the blunt, after she cum, we vibe still
high as my mind feel, why deny the rhyme skill?
find them stompin clocks, tryin' to get my time killed
your lyrics corny and boring so i ignore it dude
sure, peace to korie yu and my gorgeous shorty too
i'm with a naughty crew and all of my stories true
somethin' like a walkin' mute, talkin' like your jaw was glued
they know j grind and won't take fives
even with dope base lines your flow ain't live
when y'all doubted, i defied great odds, hey guys
promise i hate cops, more than a rod and my day job

he a problem, how they gon' solve him?