Janice STFU - Drake (lyrics) Emiliana, it\u0027s been so long since you texted me I finally took a break and now I feel like I\u0027m on ecstasy You say what my work means to me will one day be the death of me They tried to kill me once, but, darling, you just resurrected me Reach me, baby Call my phone and say you need me, baby I\u0027m so green, you gotta teach me, baby From Vancouver, you a B.C. baby Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby And my shit came with the heat seats, baby Swear my label gotta free me, baby Blow on me just like some green tea, baby Ayy, ayy Ayy, buried alive, someone come dig me up If I call up your shawty right now, she pickin\u0027 up, yeah You boys got big off my name, that\u0027s big enough We know how you OGs rockin\u0027 already, my nigga, the jig is up They say the truth will set you free Well, mine is gon\u0027 stream while you watch in HD They say that karma could take an eternity Yours is droppin\u0027 the same night as me Funny thing is that they ain\u0027t gon\u0027 compete You gon\u0027 get yours while I\u0027m doin\u0027 me You gon\u0027 get yours while I\u0027m doin\u0027 me (Ayy, Janice, shut the fuck up) Reach me, baby Call my phone and say you need me, baby Thought they had me in a deep sleep, baby I\u0027m still scorchin\u0027 hot in these streets, baby Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby And my shit came with the heat seats, baby See-through shirt, I get a sneak peek, baby Blow on me just like some green tea, baby Ayy, ayy Tired of all of y\u0027all tellin\u0027 me niggas is real, pussy, I know when it\u0027s real You only come home to pose and pop off a look, but you forgot how it feel Chi-town, poppin\u0027 a pill, go on a drill, lookin\u0027 for someone to kill White kids listen to you \u0027cause they feel some guilt And that\u0027s how your soul gets fulfilled Handin\u0027 out turkeys on camera inside of your hood Then you go back to the hills How many houses you build? How many souls did you heal off the back of your deal? Difference between niggas gettin\u0027 you out of your deal And lettin\u0027 you out of your deal, damn Against your will, how many new names do you got on your will? Damn How many more times is y\u0027all gon\u0027 keep callin\u0027 it soft when it\u0027s silk? Damn How many more interviews y\u0027all gonna do just to get Ice to chill? Damn They tryna cover it up like a quilt \u0027Rari go skrrt on a boy like a kilt Kept it a hundred on paper like Wilt Trickin\u0027 it off on her, payin\u0027 her bill That\u0027s just how I do the sauce and the spill These hoes know how I pop it for real These hoes know how I pop it for real, yeah Yeah, yeah I made way too much in a week Must be 250 at least Like the money just grew off a tree Like the money just came in for free, for real, yeah MRI machine scannin\u0027 my knee Like how long you been runnin\u0027 the streets? For real, yeah She just text me, like, \u0022Oui, oui, oui, oui\u0022 We in Paris like two hundred deep, for real And I went bought a whip for my brother Same body, but two different colors And I might just tell Kai, \u0022Get another\u0022 Small price \u0027cause he kept it one hundred And I might book a flight out to London (Ayy, Janice, shut the fuck up)