Jagged Edge (feat. Unknown T & M1llionz)

Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot
Come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my jagged edge at the opps
Same day I came back to you

Hey homegirl, if I tell you a secret
Promise you would keep it between me and you
I wanna hear your opinion
Tell me if I'm right or wrong, all I need is the truth
Didn't think it would get this deep
I can't go to sleep without speaking to you
You found out I was cheating
That was a mistake, baby believe me it's true

Didn't know paranoia was hard
I gotta watch cars with tints especially
Ain't even tryna get drawed out
I don't wanna give them washed yutes no energy (dickhead)
Even more so when you're with me
I don't wanna put your well being in jeopardy
Hope you understand where I come from
Nothing positive, just hate and jealousy

Ever knew what I done last night
You'll probably feel sick and think man's evil
And no is a catch 22 when we first met, I said it was legal
Okay, let me be honest, I'm fresh home and tag off of recall
How many times? Me and them man ain't equal
Big firearm in the vehicle

Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot
Come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my jagged edge at the opps
Same day I came back to you

Pretty brown ting playing hard in the bush
Don't open my heart but I should
My shawty crassy mix with the hood
And it's POV when she tek this wood
I try too hard but I'm misunderstood
Young boy putting Kanye West on the book
If you gave me a day to rewind then I would
Love my Chino bag cah they don't see the woosh

Expensive drip on my PYT
Leng ting wanna twizz on this THC
She comes to the marsh and she patterns barris
That's jailhouse spice and the new A3
All I want is my ROD
Babe don't get fazed by the toxic me
I ain't perfect but I been on my deen
My opps crypted nah your mean

Buss-buss that nin on your team
My young ting park the machine
Thug boy flex, that's part of my gene
I had gyal bopping my old in her b
Droptop, big drip boom that chaynaynay and she got wigs on fleek
Could've got her the VV rocks or a day date watch
I'm a six figure kid, no meeks

Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot
Come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my jagged edge at the opps
Same day I came back to you

Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot
Come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my jagged edge at the opps
Same day I came back to you



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Cox, Brandon Casey, Brian Casey, Tobi Oladigbolu, Daniel Lena, Aderemi Balogun, Miguel Cunningham
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