Jodie

Yea yea
It's Mg
Sheesh
$mash $mash

Been the man of my house since playing with toys
Now I ain't playing no games I'm selling that yak trying to hide from the boys
My dad was gone my mom still here so I gotta go
Pretty young nigga I bag that shit up give the work to my hoe
They paying 300 a O
Nigga I'm froze 40 below

Went bought myself a coat
Spent 25 on a fucking Moncler
I tell you that life isn't fair
Started with less so I gotta do a lil more
When I get to the bag I'm at least getting half like fucking divorce
Everything included like fucking resorts
The weed the liquor the bitches and more
Mexican bitch almost got her deported
She was tucking the gun in the passenger door
She said the pen is mightier then the sword (No it's not)
Pussy ass nigga I'll shoot you in court
Give her some milk pediasure
Baby you know that I'm sure
Got a bad bitch and she give me brain like a dork
She a good sport
I run that shit up
I double the cup
I run that shit up
I don't give no fucks
I can't have enough

Been the man of my house since playing with toys
Now I ain't playing no games I'm selling that yak trying to hide from the boys
My dad was gone my mom still here so I gotta go
Pretty young nigga I bag that shit up give the work to my hoe
They paying 300 a O
I'm froze 40 below (Ice ice)

Walk wit the dope in my socks
The shit I never forgot
Streets in me till I die in a box
I prey god forgive me up too
I figured it out
I'm loving it now
I'm counting a different amount
Smoking the Gass and forget
But nigga I never forgot
Cash is all that get
Money and power respect
Nigga I was posted like steps
Hey
Can't take the heat get the fuck out the kitchen
Nigga my mother cheff
Nigga you know I'm the realist nigga breathing
Better start holding your breath
Domincan nigga I was born by the beaches
Palm angles all on my chest
Yea
Fuck going to hell I'm rocking a Jesus holy water all on my neck
(Hold on Jesus)
Money and power respect
Nigga I came from the jets
Money and power respect
Nigga I came from the jets

Been the man of my house since playing with toys
Now I ain't playing no games I'm selling that yak trying to hide from the boys
My dad was gone my mom still here so I gotta go
Pretty young nigga I bag that shit up give the work to my hoe
They paying 300 a O
Started from dirt on the road
Washing clean off my soul
Nigga you know I'm on goooo
Nigga I started from rocks
Selling that shit on the block
Prey to god forgive me up TOP...
$mash



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Writer(s): Mario Germosen
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