Numbers
Numbers
Numbers
Numbers
Numbers
Nigga, fuck that
Nigga, add that shit up
You know numbers all I see
Yall know what da fuck goin' on
Jaye Way or No Way 2
Bitch
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin' I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul
Bitch, that's everyday
Numbers
Numbers
Bitch that's all I see
Favorite subject wasn't math
But counting racks that's all me
Weighing shit up on a scale
Juggin' I got clientele
Selling bags of Piccolo
Dro goin' for da low
Gettin' in by any means
Keep da bag of Senzu Beans
Super Saiyan like Kakarot
Ultra instinct for da gwop
Addies pink like Majin Bu
Blue Xanax and Perkys too
Have yo ass on Planet Namek
Spirit Bombs, I keep em passin'
Dragon Ball, I'm everlasting
Prince Vegeta, I'm Final Flashing
Facing Woods, ion do da matchin'
Shawty rode me wit some passion
Not a G.O.A.T.
Don't call me that
In da trap wit a big sack
Take em down like a quarterback
Beat on my chest like a silver back
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin' I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul
Bitch, that's everyday
Sleepo got a cave of beats
I told Cuz to keep da heat
A lot of niggas in da city rap
But dey can't fuck wit me
I'm a Street Fighter
Kicking shit up like I'm Chun-Li
Hadouken a nigga
Call me Jaye Ryu Dolla, you see
I make one phone call to my young niggas
They'll pull up in threes
Got da drakes out, blow yo face off
Now think about crossin' me
Stuffin' 20's in my boots
I think I'm gettin' taller, G
King Ashuntee still a bitch
I'm right here where I'm sposed to be
I been posted in da sewer
Bitch, I feel like Pennywise
My bitch look like Lois Griffin'
You can say I'm Family Guy
Always gettin' to da money
I'm low key like Russian spy
Jaye Dolla ain't really trippin'
I pop shit like fish fryin'
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin', I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul
Bitch, that's everyday
Numbers
Numbers
Numbers
Nigga, fuck that
Nigga, add that shit up
You know numbers all I see
Yall know what da fuck goin' on
Jaye Way or No Way 2
Bitch
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin' I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul
Bitch, that's everyday
Numbers
Numbers
Bitch that's all I see
Favorite subject wasn't math
But counting racks that's all me
Weighing shit up on a scale
Juggin' I got clientele
Selling bags of Piccolo
Dro goin' for da low
Gettin' in by any means
Keep da bag of Senzu Beans
Super Saiyan like Kakarot
Ultra instinct for da gwop
Addies pink like Majin Bu
Blue Xanax and Perkys too
Have yo ass on Planet Namek
Spirit Bombs, I keep em passin'
Dragon Ball, I'm everlasting
Prince Vegeta, I'm Final Flashing
Facing Woods, ion do da matchin'
Shawty rode me wit some passion
Not a G.O.A.T.
Don't call me that
In da trap wit a big sack
Take em down like a quarterback
Beat on my chest like a silver back
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin' I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul
Bitch, that's everyday
Sleepo got a cave of beats
I told Cuz to keep da heat
A lot of niggas in da city rap
But dey can't fuck wit me
I'm a Street Fighter
Kicking shit up like I'm Chun-Li
Hadouken a nigga
Call me Jaye Ryu Dolla, you see
I make one phone call to my young niggas
They'll pull up in threes
Got da drakes out, blow yo face off
Now think about crossin' me
Stuffin' 20's in my boots
I think I'm gettin' taller, G
King Ashuntee still a bitch
I'm right here where I'm sposed to be
I been posted in da sewer
Bitch, I feel like Pennywise
My bitch look like Lois Griffin'
You can say I'm Family Guy
Always gettin' to da money
I'm low key like Russian spy
Jaye Dolla ain't really trippin'
I pop shit like fish fryin'
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin', I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul
Bitch, that's everyday
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