Jan$Port

I don't even gotta say nun on the intro like
The lyrics gone speak for they self

I've been putting niggas in they place just like a landlord
Flyer than an eagle, counting money till my hands sore (soar)
If you ain't finna help your niggas win, then what's them bands for?
She been in her feelings, lately I've been in my Jansport
I've been calling all the shots, but I ain't flying coach
Seen her with her baddie friend, and I can't lie, I want them both
Laser focused on the money, man I got it in my scope
I'm from the Raq, we spend two months rent on winter coats

Shorty said that I ain't have no manners, I'm like bitch, please
Said he rich, it's holes in his story like it's Swiss cheese
She showing me her TikTok drafts, it's giving pick me
I'm never putting down the pole like the nigga on the Grizzlies
I'll be balling til' I'm old like the nigga on the Lakers
I just did her wrong and she keep running back, Cam Akers
Tired of waiting for my turn, I am not a hand raiser
Real smooth nigga, I could roll a blunt with sandpaper

If it ain't bout the money, I'ma need a translator
I honestly think I done touched more paper then hand painters
Shorty hella sweet, but I can't save her (savor)
She was on my dick, I cut her off, I had to manscape her
Shoutout BTR and Gustavo, cause I'm a band maker
I be driving at the speed of light, you'd think my friend's Mater
All your fits is great value, nigga I'ma brand namer
I was still the freshest man in class as a 10th grader

I was still the youngest nigga having at my graduation
Lotta niggas wouldn't need excuses if they had some patience
Duck told everybody I would blow, I'm mad I had him waiting
I can't stop til me and twin got rollies with the matching faces

Yeah, we gone go bust down, bust down, can't believe we up now
It was me when I was broke, so why you sayin' us now
You be catching flights just to chase hoes, you get a thumbs down
NFL, I'm chasing seven figures when I touch down
My whip like a Mac, press a button and it shut down
Cut it back on, we been stacking mad long
Bae you know my cell on DND, so hit my trap phone
I tell shorty, I'ma take her shopping when I'm back home
Spending arms and legs as long as she can be my backbone

Arms, legs, back, I just bodied that
Niggas heard the snippet, they like when the fuck you dropping that
Niggas in my DM asking where the fuck I'm shopping at
Only thing worse than bein' pussy is a copycat
Sorry if you feel attacked, I'm just bein' honest
And you gave me 30 for (34) a show, man I feel like Giannis
I know this kid been totin' guns since a young age
He was damn near raised by the Drac', he might be Adonis
Q&A was hard, but y'all was sleeping on it
If they ask who the hottest out, then I ain't being modest
Hope my ex drown in a river, she can meet piranhas
How you keep my name in your mouth but couldn't keep a promise?

Man this beat I'm tweaking on it, happy days I'm speakin' on it
Made a song about my sadder days (Saturdays), let's get the Weekend on it
The way that nigga posting with that whip, you'd think that he had bought it
Cuddy copped a plea and took his five, I wish that he had fought it

I ain't really into record deals, but let me see the offer
This shit I do will not make sense (cents) to you, but it make me some dollars
Caught a opp without his stick, guess he ain't see Harry Potter
Shorty had an accent but he pronounced dead, we got him speaking proper

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