Mojo DJ CBee SUPREME x Jay P.
I'm lowkey riding solo
Tell a hoe don't snap no photo
Lil bitch must be deaf or sum
Because the head was so so
Bitch aint nothing free
For 34 I let this bo go
Money and the power
I'm like Austin with the Mojo
Trapping in Memphis my pockets on piggy
Riding with a boujie bitch
She kinda picky
Unravel the backwood n stuff it with sticky
Fye that hoe up n accelerate quickly
Get the bag fuck a bitch and her feelings
You lil nigga remind me of Krillin
Lil nigga get ya bitch
Cause she ready n willing
Fuck her good
Tell that pussy good riddance
I might bust down the Rolly with Evian
I'm still that same nigga they hated on
Aye bruh this that shit they been waiting on
Smoking pressure shit louder than acetone
Hit 0G for the re-up the package gone
Flip a P every week
I dont keep it long
The dash is digital gas is critical
I keep a cutie at minimum
My life a movie
I need a cinema
I'm on they ass like a enema
Waking baking smoking like Jamaicans
I dont do no vaping
Rolling up some cookies in the kitchen
I dont do baking
Every day I'm bringing home the bacon
Bitch the trap been shaking
Shopping with my nigga out in Vegas
Ship it to the vacant
Bouta go put my name on a charm
Got a stash thats the length of my arm
I dont flash cause that ain't what I'm on
I'm lowkey but yo bitch know I'm on
Took the hoe to the room for some fun
She impressive do tricks with her tongue
Hell of a bitch, inhaling the dick
I'm bouta bust in her lungs
Ain't never no pressure I been doing this
I'm straight on that blunt if you rolled it too skimp
Backwoods so fat that it look like a blimp
All this gas in my system I might take a trip
She threw me that pussy how could I resist
Bitch so bad
Need a slap on her wrist
Keep it 100 don't cap about shit
They biting my style
Lock jaw like a pit
All these blue hundreds
I feel like a crip
I'm making plays
From the M to the Sip
You don't need a plumber to see how I drip
Racks in a bundle shit look like a brick
I'm lowkey riding solo
Tell a hoe don't snap no photo
Lil bitch must be deaf or sum
Because the head was so so
Bitch aint nothing free
For 34 I let this (bo)go
Money and the power
I'm like Austin with the Mojo
Tell a hoe don't snap no photo
Lil bitch must be deaf or sum
Because the head was so so
Bitch aint nothing free
For 34 I let this bo go
Money and the power
I'm like Austin with the Mojo
Trapping in Memphis my pockets on piggy
Riding with a boujie bitch
She kinda picky
Unravel the backwood n stuff it with sticky
Fye that hoe up n accelerate quickly
Get the bag fuck a bitch and her feelings
You lil nigga remind me of Krillin
Lil nigga get ya bitch
Cause she ready n willing
Fuck her good
Tell that pussy good riddance
I might bust down the Rolly with Evian
I'm still that same nigga they hated on
Aye bruh this that shit they been waiting on
Smoking pressure shit louder than acetone
Hit 0G for the re-up the package gone
Flip a P every week
I dont keep it long
The dash is digital gas is critical
I keep a cutie at minimum
My life a movie
I need a cinema
I'm on they ass like a enema
Waking baking smoking like Jamaicans
I dont do no vaping
Rolling up some cookies in the kitchen
I dont do baking
Every day I'm bringing home the bacon
Bitch the trap been shaking
Shopping with my nigga out in Vegas
Ship it to the vacant
Bouta go put my name on a charm
Got a stash thats the length of my arm
I dont flash cause that ain't what I'm on
I'm lowkey but yo bitch know I'm on
Took the hoe to the room for some fun
She impressive do tricks with her tongue
Hell of a bitch, inhaling the dick
I'm bouta bust in her lungs
Ain't never no pressure I been doing this
I'm straight on that blunt if you rolled it too skimp
Backwoods so fat that it look like a blimp
All this gas in my system I might take a trip
She threw me that pussy how could I resist
Bitch so bad
Need a slap on her wrist
Keep it 100 don't cap about shit
They biting my style
Lock jaw like a pit
All these blue hundreds
I feel like a crip
I'm making plays
From the M to the Sip
You don't need a plumber to see how I drip
Racks in a bundle shit look like a brick
I'm lowkey riding solo
Tell a hoe don't snap no photo
Lil bitch must be deaf or sum
Because the head was so so
Bitch aint nothing free
For 34 I let this (bo)go
Money and the power
I'm like Austin with the Mojo
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Writer(s): Corey Barber, Jeremy Patton
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