Cal Scruby

Lyrics to Jackin'

I'm not drinkin', I'm just smokin'

Back to back, it's hard to focus

Got the gas, not in motion

Stuck in traffic, stop-and-go shit

Overcame procrastination

I get paid without promotion

Rappers out here jackin', jackin', jackin'

They forgot the lotion, ooh

I don't wanna talk, this ain't no negotiation

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, I'm not interested in procreation

I am not your big bro, fam we got no relation

If you not on this side then you guilty by association, uh



Check my reputation, you can check the résumé

I ain't finished second place since I was in the 2nd grade

It's second nature to me, this is how I set the stage (Stage)

Check and raise, if you bet it then they 'bout to pay

I'm a believer, exorcist of evil

Got so many demons I can barely feel a fever

This my demeanour even when I'm off tequila

Your girl is a Meg Griffin, my girl is a Mila

Let's get animated, Jolly Rancher, Fanta faded

Drinks in the cabana very strawberry banana flavoured

Go get your money girl, gender roles are antiquated

I won't let the toxic masculinity contaminate it

You druggin' women, you a piece of shit

Yeah, you need to know that you need consent

You be the type to talk the talk and then go plead the fifth

I plead the second, make you eat this dick, how does it feel bitch?



I'm not drinkin', I'm just smokin'

Back to back, it's hard to focus

Got the gas, not in motion

Stuck in traffic, stop-and-go shit

Overcame procrastination

I get paid without promotion

Rappers out here jackin', jackin', jackin'

They forgot the lotion, ooh

I don't wanna talk, this ain't no negotiation

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, I'm not interested in procreation

I am not your big bro, fam we got no relation

If you not on this side then you guilty by association, uh



I get older and I grow impatient

I found money, it get harder to find motivation

I'm so antisocial, I took no vacations

I'm just rolling with the five I got, it's no rotations

They want take me out the game, I'ma walk and bock it

Pray for Austin Rucker Park, Rodney Harper rockers

I've been outta pocket, I've been causing ruckus

Y'all been outta business, y'all some motherfucking fud ruckers

Ayy, boy you better back up you a little too close

I suggest you fix your face, might give you a new nose

Who knows? On the weekend I did only two shows

And I made enough that I could pay off all your student loans, aww



I'm not drinkin', I'm just smokin'

Back to back, it's hard to focus

Got the gas, not in motion

Stuck in traffic, stop-and-go shit

Overcame procrastination

I get paid without promotion

Rappers out here jackin', jackin', jackin'

They forgot the lotion, ooh

I don't wanna talk, this ain't no negotiation

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, I'm not interested in procreation

I am not your big bro, fam we got no relation

If you not on this side then you guilty by association, uh