[Jackboy]
(I love you Dzy)
I love you too, my dude
[Jackboy]
She attracted to niggas gettin' that money, yeah
No mo' fifties and twenties, talkin' blue hunnids, yeah
I done came up from nothin', made it out the gutter, yeah
Soon as I got me a lil' somethin', I made it double, yeah
In the mall, we cuttin' up, we spazzin' with the guala
Can't take this shit with me so I'ma enjoy every dolla
Plus I got the pistol with me, you don't want no problem
Nigga come playin' for his life, I'ma rob him
[Jackboy]
I put a nigga out they misery
Don't confuse me with the industry
That's how you get left in the street
Thinkin' you take somethin' from me
Ridin' with Lil Mosey, that's my woadie, bitch, we demons
Blowin' on Runtz, got me in this bitch, preachin'
Like, "Mosey, we doin' better now"
Like, "Mosey, we gettin' cheddar now"
Designer on all my sweaters now
I could hit the mall and tear it down
But we fuckin' the baddest bitches now
Don't trust no ho, they'll snake you out
So you know I'm kickin' that bitch out
Soon as my dick get out her mouth
Never had a job, I was kickin' it with the felons
They taught me how to rob and sell more gas than 7-Eleven
Totin' MAC-11s, run up, go to heaven
Try to run, we catch 'em, bless 'em, and stretch 'em
[Jackboy]
She attracted to niggas gettin' that money, yeah
No mo' fifties and twenties, talkin' blue hunnids, yeah
I done came up from nothin', made it out the gutter, yeah
Soon as I got me a lil' somethin', I made it double, yeah
In the mall, we cuttin' up, we spazzin' with the guala
Can't take this shit with me so I'ma enjoy every dolla
Plus I got the pistol with me, you don't want no problem
Nigga come playin' for his life, I'ma rob him
[Lil Mosey]
Uh, pull up, me and Jackboy (Jack)
Just some young rich niggas, but we still pull up and GAT, boy (Yeah)
Hop in a muhfuckin' jet (Yeah)
Don't even know where I'm goin' (Ooh)
But shorty, I'm comin' right back (Back)
Left to go get some racks (Clean), tap
New Dior that came out yesterday, you know I copped that (Cop)
When I was broke, I used to get that where the licks at (Brr)
Free my bro, yeah, he just got crizzay (Crack)
Twenty-some years, I'm finna get that nigga big racks
Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause they know that I'm that nigga now (Nigga now)
Any bitch that dumped me back then, we not hangin' out (Bitch)
Amiri jeans, Louis V, Fendi, yeah, I'm standin' out (Damn, that's drip)
Jackboy, talk your shit (Talk your shit)
[Jackboy]
She attracted to niggas gettin' that money, yeah
No mo' fifties and twenties, talkin' blue hunnids, yeah
I done came up from nothin', made it out the gutter, yeah
Soon as I got me a lil' somethin', I made it double, yeah
In the mall, we cuttin' up, we spazzin' with the guala
Can't take this shit with me so I'ma enjoy every dolla
Plus I got the pistol with me, you don't want no problem
Nigga come playin' for his life, I'ma rob him
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