Jumping In

He testing me I promise that lil' boy gonna meet his end
I tell that bitch move over all your diamonds is pretend
No matter where we at I always keep by me some tens
And if we gotta problem all my boys is jumping in

Texting me your issues girlie I don't give a fuck
Changing up your number cuz you hated getting ducked
We live up in the gated all my uppers say what's up
Cashin checks like every weekend I still keep a 50 tucked

Pull up whats bracking homie
Paper we stack it homie
Fourth of July when I'm in yo city
Pistol packing homie
She wanna have all my kiddies
I give her money for biddies
She tell me I aint the one
Bitch who is you kidding
I come in first every time
Popping champagne this aint wine
All of these bitches they whine
Cuz all my diamonds they shining
How much wood could this lil bitch chuck
If I really went rough like I had nun-chucks
Popping some M's to get me some grubs
I take no L's I stay taking these dubs

If I die young I know that this shit won't be for nothing
I got some friends and they fond of magnum tucking
I got some m's in the bank i'm never touching
Got your shorty on my diamonds she be clutching

I'm riding around in this bentley it's 0-60
in 2.3 seconds
Aye you pull up on me you know that I'm keeping the thing yea I'm keeping the weapons
I'm supposed to christian I'm super religious but right now I just can't stop sinning
She a sneaky link little freak little thing bring her here imma leave the mouth grinning



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Aldana
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