Free Jesse
Yuh aye aye
Yuh aye aye
Hundred
Hundred
Hundred
Hundred billion on my neck
Bitches love me on my dick
Niggas hate but show respect
Free Jesse out the feds
Take it easy
Take a breath
Take it slow
Step by step
If you fake
You'll regret
Aim at your neck
Aim at your chest
Hold up hold up
Bitch I'm on it
Smoking gas
Smoking chronic
(Chronic chronic chronic chronic)
You can talk shit (Shit)
But your bitch be on it
Bitch I'm legit
Niggas know I'm on next
Hold up hold up
Check your pockets
Niggas broke (Wow)
Why you talking
Always flexing
Need to stop it (Stop it stop it stop it stop it)
At the function
My niggas choppin'
We got choppers
Choppers choppin'
Step on stage
Khanner's rockin' (Rockin' rockin' rockin' rockin')
How I'm flexing
Niggas hate it
Niggas love my swag
Niggas wanna take it
Niggas don't got that bag
They on IG fakin'
(Woah woah woah woah)
I'm with Sunny
In his Benz
Out in London
With my friends
Free Jesse out the feds
If you not gang (Gang)
We are not friends
Hold up hold up
Bitch I'm on it
Hold up hold up
Shawty on it
Hundred billion on my neck
Bitches love me on my dick
Niggas hate but show respect
Free Jesse out the feds
Take it easy
Take a breath
Take it slow
Step by step
If you fake
You'll regret
Aim at your neck
Aim at your chest
Yuh aye aye
Hundred
Hundred
Hundred
Hundred billion on my neck
Bitches love me on my dick
Niggas hate but show respect
Free Jesse out the feds
Take it easy
Take a breath
Take it slow
Step by step
If you fake
You'll regret
Aim at your neck
Aim at your chest
Hold up hold up
Bitch I'm on it
Smoking gas
Smoking chronic
(Chronic chronic chronic chronic)
You can talk shit (Shit)
But your bitch be on it
Bitch I'm legit
Niggas know I'm on next
Hold up hold up
Check your pockets
Niggas broke (Wow)
Why you talking
Always flexing
Need to stop it (Stop it stop it stop it stop it)
At the function
My niggas choppin'
We got choppers
Choppers choppin'
Step on stage
Khanner's rockin' (Rockin' rockin' rockin' rockin')
How I'm flexing
Niggas hate it
Niggas love my swag
Niggas wanna take it
Niggas don't got that bag
They on IG fakin'
(Woah woah woah woah)
I'm with Sunny
In his Benz
Out in London
With my friends
Free Jesse out the feds
If you not gang (Gang)
We are not friends
Hold up hold up
Bitch I'm on it
Hold up hold up
Shawty on it
Hundred billion on my neck
Bitches love me on my dick
Niggas hate but show respect
Free Jesse out the feds
Take it easy
Take a breath
Take it slow
Step by step
If you fake
You'll regret
Aim at your neck
Aim at your chest
Credits
Writer(s): Temsgen Keleta
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