JUSTINA Lyrics by Blaqbonez
(Feat. Ruger)
This your anger, what’s the angle?
What your friends say? I’m a asshole
Baby, they dey whine you, it’s a hustle
On your B-Day, who was there though?
Yeah, forty-nine, forty days
I’ve been in the wilderness for your waist, uh-huh
Let no man take my place
Girl, I’m coming right back for that fire waist
Justina, we locked in
I just in, uh, we’re sucked in
Justina, we locked in
I just in, uh, we’re sucked in
You a ready jawn, jawn, jawn
Who’s for the kitty pie?
Ready one, one, one wrist for the kitty pie
[?] enter plane, ten hours to your city, ah
I no wan’ pull up, I wanna stay inside
Yeah, forty-nine, forty days
I’ve been in the wilderness for your waist, uh-huh
Let no man take my place
Girl, I’m coming right back for that fire waist
Justina, we locked in
I just in, uh, we’re sucked in
Justina, we locked in
I just in, uh, we’re sucked in
