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Jace Iayze - Let Me Vent Lyrics

[Intro]
(Orin, I really don't have anything to tell you)
Pew
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
I'm 'bout to hop out, blast
I'ma hop out fast
But won't hop out last
She don't want my ass
Pull through, I'm smokin' like gas

[Verse 1]
Range Rove', I just pulled up sildin', but I'm fin' get me another Range Rove'
I just pulled up stuntin', but I'm fin' go to the crib and change clothes
This ain't no popular song if I don't go hop on it mentionin' Cujo
You can go move on, you can ask your friends, babymomma, they cool, though
You blowin' up my phone, I'ma kick it with Ela, keepin' it cool, though, uh
Cool, though, uh

[Verse 2]
She got a lil' broke-ass nigga, I tell her, "Kudos"
'Member I was off them Xans, I crashed that Beam', I move slow
I just might pull up and shoot at that nigga, did I did it? Nobody knows, uh
I'm tryna stay out the way, uh
Please, the fuck out my way (Way)
Bitch, stop hittin' my phone (Phone)
I'm gettin' tired of blockin' hoes (What?)
I just pulled up in that thing (Thing)
Put that bitch in Rolls, ooh-ooh, ooh
She know I want a baby 'cause she want me (Okay)
New bitch, call the bitch, "Honey"
But we know that nigga ain't gettin' no money
You been tryna flex, but you niggas ain't on it
Talkin' 'bout the bread and a nigga been on it
I'm with E-L-A and she love her father, ooh-ooh
You can be done, just send me some pics
I'm gettin' shaky, I'ma need me some 'scrips
But I took too many, now a nigga gotta shit
Dee is a blood, he a dawg, Mike Vick
Goin' though shit, I've been gone for a minute
I know that bit' only say that she hate me, and I know these girls only 'round me for clout
And I know what these women be tryin' to say to me
They like, "I'll never take yo' baby"
You get custody if you had wanted it
But in tales in life, you a snuck bitch
[Verse 3]
And I got bitches on me
Tryna cuff, they don't care what I do
And you know I got switchy on me
And you know I be poppin' out too
I just fucked her, she Vietnamese
And my babymomma's on that—, huh, juice, wait
2Pac, I got the juice
Slime out a nigga like Juice, woah

[Outro]
Woah, you keep that?
Yeah, yeah, ayy, and I love you, baby
You been on—, you don't love me back, then I—
Man, I'm still gettin' money
And I'm still gettin' all of that shit
And I'm back
And you know I remember that, I remember that
Ayy, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait (And I might—)
And I might just talk my shit
Or I might—, I might just let the beat rock out
I got so many females, I got so much money, I got all my kids, I got everything
Uh, yeah, ayy (Orin, I really don't have anything to tell you)
If you want war, nigga, you can get war, nigga, ayy
You know Cujo'll get you, lil' Dee'll get you
You know everybody gon' get you
And you know how I'm comin', ayy
Bitch, ayy, that's it (That's it)