Jackboy

Free TAY K
Jackboy, Mobb boy, hot boy
The bag just came in nigga its lit
Just spent me some racks off in Saks 5th
Take the cap off N cause we dont do that, no capping boy we some shooter in fact
Get the cheese cause u N some rats smoking weed this shit smell like a rat for the fee
We'll pull up where you At
Hang man you pick the wrong letters boy now you seeing these berettas boy
Jackboy better mask up in the streets my N they coming they pulling wit HEAT
DWADE on your back its a 3 yea this 3 gon put him 6 feet
He dont want no smoke, dont want no crime, big ass hollow blow out his mind
Ay bitch ima 10 ay bitch ima dime ima fuck yo hoe but she is not mine
Then back to the block where im Jacking the feins taking they money and stacking the cream
Who said money dont get you what you need shit
I love this money shit its all I nee C.R.E.A.M CREAM
Bitch I need everything ran down on him he aint see a thing think he hit a spike how he lost his rings
Yo bitch smile at me cause she see a king I frown at her I dont see no queen
I got robin jeans bitch I got wings wit a Glock in them
Make a pussy scream got racks in them bitch I got cream
Broccoli, spinach all them thing
Laser, grip my Glock got perks and my main bitch keep a extra clip in her purse
Ay its stainless steel put yo ass on a shirt, ay dont play in the field yo ass could get hurt
Smoking og kush make my lungs hurt jackboy ima make the block jump and twerk
Hot nigga but you gon feel these hot shells first
Your favorite rapper is a lame put dat nigga in the dirt BITCH



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Writer(s): Nasty Da'prince
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