"Witness" lyrics - JID

JID

"Witness"

feat. Euro Pure Gold & J. Jenae

[Intro: Chris Brown]
(Gangster shit)
Yo what's good people, this your boy Chris Brown right now
And I'm chilling with my main man KJ

[Verse 1: JID]
I got the red bitch, got swag like Kimora
Marc Jacobs suit, as I stun in my fedora
I got a lot of holes, I fuck like the majority
Love hospital dick down the orderly
But my bitch, she been sheisty lately
Slowly fading, everyday she changing
Strangely does shit, I can't fuck with a maybe
She cheating 'cause I ain't beating no plus
So I stay shut, quiet but I've been high and suspicious
It's prolly one of my niggas, mister or mistress
And now I'm mad as fuck, so I'm mister vicious
It's all in love with women, can't live with bitches
She had no heart, she got a clit, she's dickless
She's kinda like tiny, without cliff, she's tipless
I just bury bad bitches, starting to get on my shit list
Jack Swayne the jury, Euro people's the witness

[Chorus: Euro Pure Gold, JID]
Ok, he witnessed
I witnessed, certified pimp shit
Wishing that my nigga never hooked me up with this bitch
But this bitch
But this bitch was on some very slick shit
Jack Swayne the jury, Euro people's the witness

[Verse 2: Euro Pure Gold]
Ha, everytime I pass em by I rewind my
Video to escape all the visions that's in my timeline
About a month ago, she got too comfortable
I offered to buy her throat, she offered me tongue and throat
Now, who am I to pass out a chewy ride
I asked you to keep the change and asked for you to be mine
Excuse me, Ty, don't you have a man
He bought you Gucci and elation, and that Prada damn
And for me, you've been an addict, Dennis Rodman
I'm playing number two with you, miss I am not a fan
But when the chips hit it, remember this bitch did it
Play the part as a man, now you added to this picture
You never know a winner until you put him under pressure
She was covering two, back to back handled the interception
You never know a winner until you put him under pressure
She was covering two, back to back handled the interception

[Verse 3: J. Jenae]
Huh, ok he mad I fucked the homie
But just make it clear, this nigga don't know me
Because I like dope, you see
And his boy was tossing dollars
So it would have been a gizmo, at least if I ain't holler
And I know that that's your friend
I'm trying to make my ends meet
You wasn't trying to skin
So I moved to the next G
Now you Carl Thomas, you wish you never met me
But my pussy tight, so I know you won't forget me
So go ahead and be hasty
'Cause it ain't gon' faze me
'Cause nigga I'm just trying to get paid, see
'Cause that's the way it is whne you're handling your buis
Take a sip, roll a split, but don't talk a lot of shit
And I see you tryna fake, like you ain't got another bitch
But you foul too, that hoe be rolling with my clique