New Jack City

Aye
Just so you know
A'ight
Just so you know

I-I-I been getting money, baby, this ain't nothing new
You stressing 'bout some other bitch, but baby, she ain't you
Connected, well respected, and protected with my crew
They told me not to flex, but they can walk up in my shoes
I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew
I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch but where the fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the city like it's New Jack
And I confess

Only time I leave the crib is if It's for a check
She said she ain't a groupie, but this money get you wet
But I don't fall for stupid shit, so I don't get upset
It's only for the best
Bands in the coupe, I might just drop the roof
That pussy taste like fruit, I drink her just like juice
This Glock and got no safety, if I shot I meant to shoot
Do what I wanna do, fuck you and all your crew

I-I-I been getting money, baby, this ain't nothing new
You stressing 'bout some other bitch, but baby, she ain't you
Connected, well respected, and protected with my crew
They told me not to flex, but they can walk up in my shoes
I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew
I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors, bitch, but where the fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the city like it's New Jack
And I confess

I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew
I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors, bitch, but where the fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the city like it's New Jack



Credits
Writer(s): Naeem Muhammad, Kristian Kena, Deemo Deemo
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