You Kant
Yo, Pi'erre
Ayy
(Yo, Pi'erre)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Jelly, Jelly
Ayy, ayy, ayy
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)
I can't fuck with him, he tellin' on his mans,
Bruh (I know you tellin')
I'm the nigga with the cash and I back it up (I'm the man)
Got a 40 and an AR in the mattress (Under here)
He an actor and a liar, he a capper (Bet he cappin')
It ain't nothin' to get you touched
I got the cash, bruh (Got the bag)
I got a nigga with the pistols all up on him (He a shooter)
Man, my niggas, they the army, fuck some handguns (We got soldiers)
We ain't playin', we just trappin'
and we shoot for fun (We just trappin')
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)
I just showed these niggas how to get a bag, wait, uh (Get a bag)
Niggas two-faced, always wear a mask, huh, wait (Wear a mask)
I'm gettin' into shape, flexin' on they ass
Hey, wait (I'm flexin' on they ass)
Boy, I been great, you can ask my dad, wait (Ask my dad, nigga)
Remember I had no money
Always been good in math (Good in math, nigga)
Yeah, my cousin in the Cutlass, he just want a Jag' (Want a Jag')
Wait, we don't got no smoke, we just smoke the gas (Got no smoke)
Hey, that nigga smokin' 'Ports
Nigga stressin' bad (Stressin' bad, nigga)
I don't see these niggas, I don't need no glasses (Need no glasses)
Huh, I could teach these niggas
I could teach the class (Teach the class)
Hey, nigga copy me, yeah, you tryna pass (Tryna pass, nigga)
Hey, I'm from Jamaica in Queens
They might shoot your ass, huh, wait (Shoot your ass)
I want oxtail, rice and beans, that's facts (Fendi)
Wait, diamonds dragontail, stones bring me back (Uh-uh)
Hey, I go NFL runnin' up a bag (Nah, for real)
Hey, do it for my hood like Trayvon Martin, so sad (No funny shit)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)
Ah shit
Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this?
Ayy
(Yo, Pi'erre)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Jelly, Jelly
Ayy, ayy, ayy
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)
I can't fuck with him, he tellin' on his mans,
Bruh (I know you tellin')
I'm the nigga with the cash and I back it up (I'm the man)
Got a 40 and an AR in the mattress (Under here)
He an actor and a liar, he a capper (Bet he cappin')
It ain't nothin' to get you touched
I got the cash, bruh (Got the bag)
I got a nigga with the pistols all up on him (He a shooter)
Man, my niggas, they the army, fuck some handguns (We got soldiers)
We ain't playin', we just trappin'
and we shoot for fun (We just trappin')
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)
I just showed these niggas how to get a bag, wait, uh (Get a bag)
Niggas two-faced, always wear a mask, huh, wait (Wear a mask)
I'm gettin' into shape, flexin' on they ass
Hey, wait (I'm flexin' on they ass)
Boy, I been great, you can ask my dad, wait (Ask my dad, nigga)
Remember I had no money
Always been good in math (Good in math, nigga)
Yeah, my cousin in the Cutlass, he just want a Jag' (Want a Jag')
Wait, we don't got no smoke, we just smoke the gas (Got no smoke)
Hey, that nigga smokin' 'Ports
Nigga stressin' bad (Stressin' bad, nigga)
I don't see these niggas, I don't need no glasses (Need no glasses)
Huh, I could teach these niggas
I could teach the class (Teach the class)
Hey, nigga copy me, yeah, you tryna pass (Tryna pass, nigga)
Hey, I'm from Jamaica in Queens
They might shoot your ass, huh, wait (Shoot your ass)
I want oxtail, rice and beans, that's facts (Fendi)
Wait, diamonds dragontail, stones bring me back (Uh-uh)
Hey, I go NFL runnin' up a bag (Nah, for real)
Hey, do it for my hood like Trayvon Martin, so sad (No funny shit)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)
Ah shit
Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this?
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Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks, Justin Elkins
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