The Suds

[Intro: London Yellow]
Been a long time since we hung out, Jeff
I really miss you, buddy
(Jeff, what the fuck are you doing?)

[Chorus: Theycallmejeff]
Small titties, wait, (Wait) bitch I keep a cup (A cup)
Oh no, it is empty, now I have to fill it up (Oh no)
I just came up, want some clovers? I said trust my luck (Oh yeah)
Something like a bug's life, wait a blunt, get rollin' tucked (Yeah)
Purple label pants on me, the Texan color muck (Mm-hm, mm-hm)
I do my rain dance, and now I feel just like Psyduck
I came with too much water, and I think I brought a flood (Splash)
Must say I'm a sick-ass nigga, think I got the suds

[Verse 1: Theycallmejeff]
I am just too clean, it's like I am a walking tub (So clean)
I might fuck around and pop out in a pair of lugs (Mm-hm)
Bet I make them shits look fly like I'm walkin' on dust (So fly)
I can sell you swag, my nigga, I don't sell no drugs (Wanna buy?)
Got some bottles on deck, bitch I am a walking club (Uh-huh)
Get it lit in this bitch like when they invented the light bulb (Ding)
Catch me in the bed, torchin' up like an angry mob (Oh yeah)
Lemon kush make you say "That's the power of Pine-Sol" (Mm-hm)

[Chorus: Theycallmejeff]
Small titties, wait, bitch I keep a cup (A cup, a cup)
Oh no, it is empty (Oh no), now I have to fill it up (It up)
I just came up, want some clovers? I said trust my luck (My luck)
Something like a bug's life, wait a blunt, get rollin' tucked (Rollin' tucked)
Purple label pants on me, the Texan color muck (Texan color muck)
I do my rain dance, and now I feel just like Psyduck (Psy)
I came with too much water, and I think I brought a flood (Oh no)
Must say I'm a sick-ass nigga, think I got the suds (Achoo)

[Verse 2: Lil Dizee]
Buzzing these songs in my cup, but now it's only water
I be drippin' like otter, two guns together, Weasley and Potter
Cleanin' kid on a stick, a beam on a Glock like Scott Summer
Niggas be hot, they not even havin' fevers
Me and Jeff the ones who say
Bullets fly out the mouth of my Donner, rabies, I ain't Mike Vick
Bitches stuck with me, social media, talk about tips
I'm sticking your bitch with a dick that smell above average, uh
My money stacks sloppy as Jonah Manwich, uh
Boy you're bustin' a bunny, that's who you ran with, uh
I'm getting green, I'm the captain of the whole planet, uh
Clean as fuck, I'd be limpy if I was Spanish, uh
Doin' hell damage, gainin' big XP, what's on me?
Forty, nigga I ain't talkin' 'bout a drink
Ay don't open up your closed mindset, now I see what you think
Jeff and Dizee be drippin', we lookin' like a twin sink
I be choppin' up weeds, now I'm feelin' like I'm Toon Link
You could step up if you wanted, but you not cheering Tate
22 in the clip, now I'm feelin' like I'm Channing Tatum
I get money, you could get hot like a pizza in their bait
When they come to me and seen this nigga's fine ways are a laid
Walkin' 'round with a stick, flickin' opps like I'm ready to raid
Niggas act like they get dollar bills, but they really forsake
If you wanna get in a ring with me, then I undertake

[Chorus: Theycallmejeff]
Small titties, wait, bitch I keep a cup
Oh no, it is empty, now I have to fill it up
I just came up, want some clovers? I said trust my luck
Something like a bug's life, wait a blunt, get rollin' tucked
Purple label pants on me, the Texan color muck
I do my rain dance, and now I feel just like Psyduck
I came with too much water, and I think I brought a flood
Must say I'm a sick-ass nigga, think I got the suds

[Outro: Theycallmejeff]
Uh (Uh), take some shots like Elmer Fudd
Uh (Yeah), uh, take some shots like Elmer Fudd
Uh (Yeah), yuh, uh, take some shots like Elmer Fudd
Uh, bitch we came to get fucked up
Uh, uh, no Cosby show, I keep some bud
Uh, yeah, no Cosby show, I keep some bud
Yeah, no Cosby show, I keep some bud
Bitch we came to get fucked up