Don't I?

I got money on my mind but mine's not for sell
If I like what I see I might buy you Chanel
Survive the trying times almighty prevail
Getting better every day I know you probably could tell for real
And they know that I'm the one huh first place JAYCE
Need a bitch to come shake birthday cake
Come and sit it on my face I'm your plate
Coldest nigga since Ice Cube O'Shea
Tell me what it is I know what it ain't
It ain't them niggas it ain't working out
they out of shape
Smoking on some super stupid dope I think I'm outer space
Niggas tried to cut me out the loop but still I found a way
Turned they back on him now I'm back on 'em
Fucking up the streets like when Reagan dropped crack on us
Got this shit covered like a jacket on 'em
They used to laugh at us but I bet I get
the last laugh
Don't I
Don't I
Don't I make this shit look good?
Don't I make it look just how it should
Don't I
Don't I
Don't I make this shit look good
Don't I make it look just how it should
How the fuck you gon' talk about these niggas on our heels
We pulling up in them things on chromey wheels
Both arms frozen sleeves on chill
He's alright but he's not real
BIG JAYCE that deal
Catch me in the field running plays ask Madden
Play around I fuck up your connect now you lagging
Stuffing money got my pants sagging
I got bad bitches on my bandwagon
Rubber band man let me stretch it like elastic
Actin' brand new let me rip you out the plastic
She ask me why they call you BIG JAYCE bitch nasty
I'ma give you what you looking for you can have it
I love pussy money weed I'ma addict
All my haters paralyzed I know they can't stand it
Watch for the snakes keep the grass cut Stanley
They used to laugh at us but I bet I get the last laugh
Don't I
Don't I
Don't I make this shit look good
Don't I make it look just how it should

Don't I
Don't I
Don't I make this shit look good
Don't I make it look just how it should
Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm

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Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Davis Molett
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