Lyrics:
relax, gun in the back,
No need to react so n**** jus wait
Kick, kick it, kick, kick wait
Kick, kick it, kick, kick wait
I'm in my bag today (Hey)
No
If I clear up them rumors they still won't believe me so why would I try
You was letting me hit 'fore I told you I love you so why would I lie?
I jus
Damn
I gotta stick
Ah Ah Ah
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
I stay wit da stick
I gotta stick wen i move
Stay high as a cliff
Might jus put dick in yo
I said I woke up this morning an shit man
What I do
I woke up this morning jus so I could spend a rack
I woke up this morning jus so I could flip
give a fuck bout whatchu you Say
Don't you fumble on the play
I jus ran wit ya bands
Where's my money at
Scottie Ina body bag
Wheres my money at
I jus
a song about‘cha
Damn, fuck, listen, yea
I told my nigga to be safe, I told my nigga to keep his cool
Told my nigga keep a tool, can’t be out here jus
Dip the cuban in the henny jus to say I did
How you buy a table when she say you didn’t
Make a living off a music jus to say I did
How she coming
alone, but I wont die a loner
Know if it's smoke I'll smoke you out jus like a Rasta stoner
That boasting shid getcha hit quick jus like that n**** Broner
Poppin off they like what’s poppin
Black no Kodak still no flockin
Dark knight really know some that like robbin
I’m jus mobbin like Asap it’s really
Forever my brother, we more den jus niggas (We more den jus niggas, foreve my brother, ya)
Forever my brother, we more den jus niggas
Yo mama my mama, I’ll
jus to swerve in
Late nights, puttin' work in
Don't got time for beef it ain't worth it
If it gotta be imma jump in
This ain't a water gun
(Baby wanna Sex, ooh)
(I jus fucced her twin, woah)
(I jus fucced her twin, ay, ay, ay, let's go)
Baby wanna Sex, ooh (Sex, Sex)
Ooh, I jus fucced
at this Moment so I just suggest respect Your mouth
You know how I movin I jus be coolin But if I get vex I would rest you Down
Watch what you doin truly my
Maybe we should jus be friends
I can't love you how you need
I'm addicted to these streets
To keep real witchu I cant pretend... no
What kinda man
They giving handouts i rlly ain't taking it
Walk with a smile but you know that i'm faking it
All on my own so i really be chasing it
Jus want my
Sometimes I jus be needing to get away
Sometimes I need sum time jus to get away
Sometimes I jus be needing a lil space
So I can let my mind fully
Run it up
Don't give no fucks
Jus come duq off wit a king
And I know it seem supreme but she meet all my needs
when I'm driving
Or we jus vibin
hunnids, them pink and blue faces
Sayin' that all of these rappers are trash, you don't got what it take jus to live and be famous
How long it gonna take me
aint no ball player
We jus like to ball playa
I jus like to ball playa
I jus brought the bar playa
I jus brought the bar playa
I jus brought this car
a Glock, keep her on my hip
Like my side piece
Gucci down to the sock yeah my fit a couple g's
I jus' got a crib in the Hills
Like the Weeknd I jus' went 'n
ask u where yo head at
If you aint felt the same
U should've said that
U could've said that
Why you aint jus say that
Why you aint jus say that
Why you
Man jus hold a medz more time yuh get me
Shouts out my bredda mula
My bigger bredda q (8tov8)
Big c'z
Yuh know me I'm up da bits
Where niggaz be
I KNOW THAT YOU MAD COZ I AIN’T BEEN ON MY PHONE
BABY I’VE BEEN WORKIN‘ ALL NIGHT LONG
THIS’ JUS HOW I GET INTO MY ZONE
MAKE IT UP TO YOU WHEN I GET
Wild out jus might whip it up like Walter White
Walter White
Whip it up like Walter White
Walter White
Breakin bad no Walter White
Walter White
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