Strawberry Jam (feat. Bigg Leon & TEXXX)
Me and my bitches we on a mission
Got tunnel vision and my palms is itchin
I keep forgetting to watch where I'm stepping
Hoes be everywhere leaching and begging
Niggas be pressing can't handle rejection
I keep it pushing gotta get where I'm getting
Not breaking bread less you gang or the fam
Granny burnt toast and put strawberry jam
I know you a hater I seen you before
Now when I walk in you holding my door
If you not a fan what you following for
If you was so cut why you pick up your phone
Yo bitch wanna be me that's something I know
You said yes to yo nigga I just told him no
Ain't shooting around Nigga I'm goin pro
Can't ever stay still I'm going fasho
It's no flex it's just big texxx
I walk in, they stressed
I put on, I'm next
Ain't taking no less, need all my respect hoe
Pull up, we doing no fake shit
Got the feens baking that bake shit
Get on that track and I ate shit
Ba da bing ba da boom When i get lit
Come correct no bull shit
Gucci, Prada we be into it
And I Aint got time for that backin shit
I said what I said and that's really it
My account say green (Say green)
Don't act up I get mean (I'm mean)
And we don't pay to be seen
All it be is G's and 16's
Stay top three
Real niggas fuck with me
Who the fuck go harder than we
Sit yo ass to the side and watch us gleam
Ion talk a lot but when I do you betta listen
I got niggas in tha kitchen that be water whipn
I got bitches that be reeling and I call it fishin
Nigga play with me and I swear he gone end up missin
Yuh stike a pose I'm with ya Hoe we in da rolls
We on the road
like where we go
Bitch I don't know
I'm off tha dope
So don't even question it
I got mo work than a Mexican (El Chapo)
Yo bitch just a pedestrian
Freaked that hoe now she lesbian
Den I fly off like ima pelican
Yeah I'm flyer then a bitch
I got the Glock with switch
So just hop in the ditch
Yuh aye
Take a fuckin flick
I'm all up in the bricks
Like I'm tryna make it fit
Dom and Mike now you gotta problem
Yea we gotta lot of options
To the forefront you if got the dollas
The big ballers be the only callers (They calling)
You can't fuck with us we got full autos
Cop the new auto Lamborghini model
I run the shit it ain't hard at all
You in the back with the marks and all
Ask us how to fucking ball
We at the top we can buy you all
I rent out floors at the Taj Mahal
We overseas to watch basketball
My Bank account six figures long
When we come through
You best stand up tall
We been the shit we was born to ball
You broke niggas to the back that's all
Got tunnel vision and my palms is itchin
I keep forgetting to watch where I'm stepping
Hoes be everywhere leaching and begging
Niggas be pressing can't handle rejection
I keep it pushing gotta get where I'm getting
Not breaking bread less you gang or the fam
Granny burnt toast and put strawberry jam
I know you a hater I seen you before
Now when I walk in you holding my door
If you not a fan what you following for
If you was so cut why you pick up your phone
Yo bitch wanna be me that's something I know
You said yes to yo nigga I just told him no
Ain't shooting around Nigga I'm goin pro
Can't ever stay still I'm going fasho
It's no flex it's just big texxx
I walk in, they stressed
I put on, I'm next
Ain't taking no less, need all my respect hoe
Pull up, we doing no fake shit
Got the feens baking that bake shit
Get on that track and I ate shit
Ba da bing ba da boom When i get lit
Come correct no bull shit
Gucci, Prada we be into it
And I Aint got time for that backin shit
I said what I said and that's really it
My account say green (Say green)
Don't act up I get mean (I'm mean)
And we don't pay to be seen
All it be is G's and 16's
Stay top three
Real niggas fuck with me
Who the fuck go harder than we
Sit yo ass to the side and watch us gleam
Ion talk a lot but when I do you betta listen
I got niggas in tha kitchen that be water whipn
I got bitches that be reeling and I call it fishin
Nigga play with me and I swear he gone end up missin
Yuh stike a pose I'm with ya Hoe we in da rolls
We on the road
like where we go
Bitch I don't know
I'm off tha dope
So don't even question it
I got mo work than a Mexican (El Chapo)
Yo bitch just a pedestrian
Freaked that hoe now she lesbian
Den I fly off like ima pelican
Yeah I'm flyer then a bitch
I got the Glock with switch
So just hop in the ditch
Yuh aye
Take a fuckin flick
I'm all up in the bricks
Like I'm tryna make it fit
Dom and Mike now you gotta problem
Yea we gotta lot of options
To the forefront you if got the dollas
The big ballers be the only callers (They calling)
You can't fuck with us we got full autos
Cop the new auto Lamborghini model
I run the shit it ain't hard at all
You in the back with the marks and all
Ask us how to fucking ball
We at the top we can buy you all
I rent out floors at the Taj Mahal
We overseas to watch basketball
My Bank account six figures long
When we come through
You best stand up tall
We been the shit we was born to ball
You broke niggas to the back that's all
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Writer(s): Michael Joseph
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