24seven
From monday to Sunday
I mix up the jigga in my lemonade
I chop it and screw it its dirtyyy todayyy
Fucc what they talking, they ainn getting paid
I get to that bag I don't care what they think
These Niggas is corn balls they stealing the wave
An my shit authentic just like some old jays
Told my Lil bitch if yu ain't chasing a bagg then yu just ina way
I remember I was locced ina cell lawyer money I don't worry bout bail
Cause I done watched Niggas snitch... but i'll never tell
I done watched Niggas fold... but i been ten toes
Straight out the mud i aint never take no hand out lil nigga
Got work ima jugg wit it till sell out Lil nigga
Stacc or starve ima run it up, check the band count lil nigga
And if that nigga told n yu still hanging wit em yu a fed now Lil nigga
I mix up the jigga in my lemonade
I chop it and screw it its dirtyyy todayyy
Fucc what they talking, they ainn getting paid
This shit took some time it was not minute made
Yu try to take sumn I push bacc ya fade
My younglings is gunning big bass like parades
(Wooooh)
My youngings is gunning big bass like parades
But i am not here for the paries and games
I get to the fetti and stay in my lane
But ainn nun sweet, bitch yu know I'm wit gang
Two 23 wit the nuts let it hang
Pop at top leave a hole ina ya brain
Chasing that clout ima give yu name
I'm Rollin up justo big blunt to the face
Free all my Niggas that's locced in that cage
This one for Zoe, Bandz and Lil flame
Free all da guys mutha fucc all the lames
I'm tryna get better but stucc in my ways
She want me to settle I gotta get paid
I gotta chase a new bag every day
Cause I gotta habit designer my fabric
Gold on my body I'm dripping and splashing
Yo bitch wanna fucc but can't cause she average
This gass that I'm Rollin I swear it ain't average
Im ina trap catching plays wit my savages
Swear the mail man bet not fucc wit my paccages
Plug throw the work Yea he send it wit accuracy
And I get it gone I got clients like apple bee's
Bitch I'm da king yu can call me your majesty
Bitch my name king yu can call me your majesty
Bitch my name king yu can call me your majesty
Bitch my name king yu can call me your majesty
I mix up the jigga in my lemonade
I chop it and screw it its dirtyyy todayyy
Fucc what they talking, they ainn getting paid
I get to that bag I don't care what they think
These Niggas is corn balls they stealing the wave
An my shit authentic just like some old jays
I mix up the jigga in my lemonade
I chop it and screw it its dirtyyy todayyy
Fucc what they talking, they ainn getting paid
I get to that bag I don't care what they think
These Niggas is corn balls they stealing the wave
An my shit authentic just like some old jays
Told my Lil bitch if yu ain't chasing a bagg then yu just ina way
I remember I was locced ina cell lawyer money I don't worry bout bail
Cause I done watched Niggas snitch... but i'll never tell
I done watched Niggas fold... but i been ten toes
Straight out the mud i aint never take no hand out lil nigga
Got work ima jugg wit it till sell out Lil nigga
Stacc or starve ima run it up, check the band count lil nigga
And if that nigga told n yu still hanging wit em yu a fed now Lil nigga
I mix up the jigga in my lemonade
I chop it and screw it its dirtyyy todayyy
Fucc what they talking, they ainn getting paid
This shit took some time it was not minute made
Yu try to take sumn I push bacc ya fade
My younglings is gunning big bass like parades
(Wooooh)
My youngings is gunning big bass like parades
But i am not here for the paries and games
I get to the fetti and stay in my lane
But ainn nun sweet, bitch yu know I'm wit gang
Two 23 wit the nuts let it hang
Pop at top leave a hole ina ya brain
Chasing that clout ima give yu name
I'm Rollin up justo big blunt to the face
Free all my Niggas that's locced in that cage
This one for Zoe, Bandz and Lil flame
Free all da guys mutha fucc all the lames
I'm tryna get better but stucc in my ways
She want me to settle I gotta get paid
I gotta chase a new bag every day
Cause I gotta habit designer my fabric
Gold on my body I'm dripping and splashing
Yo bitch wanna fucc but can't cause she average
This gass that I'm Rollin I swear it ain't average
Im ina trap catching plays wit my savages
Swear the mail man bet not fucc wit my paccages
Plug throw the work Yea he send it wit accuracy
And I get it gone I got clients like apple bee's
Bitch I'm da king yu can call me your majesty
Bitch my name king yu can call me your majesty
Bitch my name king yu can call me your majesty
Bitch my name king yu can call me your majesty
I mix up the jigga in my lemonade
I chop it and screw it its dirtyyy todayyy
Fucc what they talking, they ainn getting paid
I get to that bag I don't care what they think
These Niggas is corn balls they stealing the wave
An my shit authentic just like some old jays
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Writer(s): Kamari Ivery-williams
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