Jet Fuel
You know I'm always serving
No kizzy
I'm 'bout to make a play right now
Yeah, yeah
Walk out the brib with a back pack
They don't know I got the crack stashed
Always look out for a junky, yeah
Make sure ya bringing the cash back
Opps clocking my next move
I serve they mama the jet fuel (fuck 'em)
Fuck it, I said it; I'm that rude
Long as she buy it I'm bool (yeah)
Give me twenty and you'll get a thirty
That's if you get to me earlier
She blowing rails in the driveway
Got a nigga saying "crime pays"
I just been up for like five days
I don't knock out off of purple (at all)
Smell the aroma of herbal (kush)
I'm on the curb and I work (work)
Got to keep up on the hustle
Strapped up, it got no muscle
Bitch, I'm bringing them packs in (bitch)
I make it all off the backend
My new bitch is type elegant
Swinging her ass like a elephant (swing it, swoop)
Pussy is shit that y'all never hitting
And I make her pull on my trunk, huh? (Pull it out)
And I'll be coming for your babies on a Christmas Eve like a nigga Krampus
I got ya bitch all off that shits
I'm stuffing Barbies in a Tonka (whoa)
You think you flyer than Peter Pan?
I'ma make sure that you never land
I vow to open another ranch
So I can grow me two hundred plants (yeah)
Whipping the pan, whipping that bitch (whip)
Feel like I'm breaking my hand and my wrist (my wrist)
I feel the itch in my palm
I hope I come up on a hundred grand and shit
I just keep rolling and rolling and never get tired (rolling)
I'm Michelin man, that's it (let's go)
I serve ya woman some dog food
Now she wanna bone like a dog (do)
Had to sprinkle little extra in the bag even though I ain't want to
Gotta make sure that she coming back
Told you I'm making the money stack
Money keep calling, money keep falling, money keep running in (run it up)
Even though money the root of sin when you got it you can bless 'em (yeah)
Do what you must to make sure you got it
Gotta finesse 'em (just a little bit)
When all of your money is gone (gone)
You can turn right into wrong (hey)
I'm up in the trap with a fat sack
I'm working like I'm a lab rat (working)
Her titties is small but her ass fat
You know I'ma hit it and pass (I'm on it)
Balling, watch the assist (watch out)
No watch, ain't clocking yo bitch up in this
I'm flexing hard in my cardigan
Bet you never know what kinda car I'm in (skrt, skrt)
Money keep calling, money keep falling, money keep running in (run it up)
Even though money the root of sin when you got it you can bless 'em (yeah, yeah)
Do what you must to make sure you got it
Gotta finesse 'em (just a little bit)
When all of your money is right
You can turn dark to light
Walk out the brib with a back pack (walk it out)
They don't know I got the crack stashed
Always look out for a junky, yeah
Make sure you bringing the cash back (uh huh)
Opps clocking my next move (fuck 'em)
I serve they mama the jet fuel (ha ha)
Fuck it, I said it; I'm that rude
Long as she buy it I'm bool
No kizzy
I'm 'bout to make a play right now
Yeah, yeah
Walk out the brib with a back pack
They don't know I got the crack stashed
Always look out for a junky, yeah
Make sure ya bringing the cash back
Opps clocking my next move
I serve they mama the jet fuel (fuck 'em)
Fuck it, I said it; I'm that rude
Long as she buy it I'm bool (yeah)
Give me twenty and you'll get a thirty
That's if you get to me earlier
She blowing rails in the driveway
Got a nigga saying "crime pays"
I just been up for like five days
I don't knock out off of purple (at all)
Smell the aroma of herbal (kush)
I'm on the curb and I work (work)
Got to keep up on the hustle
Strapped up, it got no muscle
Bitch, I'm bringing them packs in (bitch)
I make it all off the backend
My new bitch is type elegant
Swinging her ass like a elephant (swing it, swoop)
Pussy is shit that y'all never hitting
And I make her pull on my trunk, huh? (Pull it out)
And I'll be coming for your babies on a Christmas Eve like a nigga Krampus
I got ya bitch all off that shits
I'm stuffing Barbies in a Tonka (whoa)
You think you flyer than Peter Pan?
I'ma make sure that you never land
I vow to open another ranch
So I can grow me two hundred plants (yeah)
Whipping the pan, whipping that bitch (whip)
Feel like I'm breaking my hand and my wrist (my wrist)
I feel the itch in my palm
I hope I come up on a hundred grand and shit
I just keep rolling and rolling and never get tired (rolling)
I'm Michelin man, that's it (let's go)
I serve ya woman some dog food
Now she wanna bone like a dog (do)
Had to sprinkle little extra in the bag even though I ain't want to
Gotta make sure that she coming back
Told you I'm making the money stack
Money keep calling, money keep falling, money keep running in (run it up)
Even though money the root of sin when you got it you can bless 'em (yeah)
Do what you must to make sure you got it
Gotta finesse 'em (just a little bit)
When all of your money is gone (gone)
You can turn right into wrong (hey)
I'm up in the trap with a fat sack
I'm working like I'm a lab rat (working)
Her titties is small but her ass fat
You know I'ma hit it and pass (I'm on it)
Balling, watch the assist (watch out)
No watch, ain't clocking yo bitch up in this
I'm flexing hard in my cardigan
Bet you never know what kinda car I'm in (skrt, skrt)
Money keep calling, money keep falling, money keep running in (run it up)
Even though money the root of sin when you got it you can bless 'em (yeah, yeah)
Do what you must to make sure you got it
Gotta finesse 'em (just a little bit)
When all of your money is right
You can turn dark to light
Walk out the brib with a back pack (walk it out)
They don't know I got the crack stashed
Always look out for a junky, yeah
Make sure you bringing the cash back (uh huh)
Opps clocking my next move (fuck 'em)
I serve they mama the jet fuel (ha ha)
Fuck it, I said it; I'm that rude
Long as she buy it I'm bool
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Writer(s): Robert Smalls
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