Las Vegas Raiders

Hey, Jaimoe really my main man,
Hey
Ladies and gentlemen, my main man, Jaimoe

Everything you see can get me booked
On probation, no, I'm faded And this G got me smokin' all my cookies
I can hit your freak, look how she look
Know they hate it how I made it out the street And they ain't took shit

In Las Vegas like a raider I can't fake to be on Fader
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas, cuz
These fuck niggas already know what's goin' on
And Unc ain't hit no jump, that nigga strong for cookin
I ball above the rim, he movin' wrong, so I just took it

The city wacc these niggas in the way and I ain't into that,
I'm into racks If it ain't bout no play, then I cant interact

Say baby I can't similac, if they ain't have no banks, then I be pushin' packs
Couple fuck niggas owe me, a thanks that I ain't in the waccn

I blow it on that stank, if it smell like cat piss
Sometimes I feel like Arthur Black, tryna make my city happy
How the hell that bastard find his way
I barely leave the flat, I hit the nat to get that cake

I don't panic in commotion, I don't back down from no fade
And I planted all this motion, so I tat it on my face
Planted all this motion, nigga, bless I don't take bicthes
Think he playin' with my motion, im at his chest with this new bliccy

My luh shoot spraying, he the best, he don't need switchies
I just left my clan on her chest, she get a six piece
Me and Super Troop on papers, but we still ride with them bliccys
Chapo suit the coupe with flavors, now the bitch keep sayin' pick me

Everything you see can get me booked
On probation, no, I'm faded And this G got me smokin' all my cookies
I can hit your freak, look how she look
Know they hate it how I made it out the street And they ain't took shit

In Las Vegas like a raider I can't fake to be on Fader
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas, cuz
These fuck niggas already know what's goin' on
And Unc ain't hit no jump, that nigga strong for cookin
I ball above the rim, he movin' wrong, so I just took it

The city wacc these niggas in the way and I ain't into that,
I'm into racks If it ain't bout no play, then I cant interact

I can't do no mix up, nigga, ain't no tyin' in
I can't get my dick up in that XO, bae, I'm flyin' in

Free Ebo, free E man
Free Guala, free Baby D
Free Luh Demon child, and free Binky
That boy ain't play for keeps,

Lil shawty fine
She down to break the law, I'm down to break a jaw
That nigga ain't my kind if he got paper problems
With no way to solve it
Gah damn that baby mine, I gotta show em how to skunk shit
Told him cut that 9, cut these niggas
Be on the drunk, shit
Told him cut that 9, cut these niggas
they be faking, you your daddy, son, you mine
Boi these niggas gon' be hating



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Writer(s): Karon Carlton
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