Letras
Take a hit of this
Relieve your stress
All y'all too worried bout drip
I'm in some Jordan's could still bag your bitch, bag your bitch, uh
It is what it is, yeah
Instead of popping some molly, try raising your kids
These pill heads, pop percs until they feel dead
No Loubatons but the bottom of them still red
From stomping you out, they dying for clout
Fuck whoever's up next, bitch I got it right now, uh, real shit
I could go for days on this beat
T-Take a trip down Wildwood maybe stay for a week
Yeah I heard some recents verses that you laid and it's weak
I could say all of the the shit that you be saying in my sleep
Jay don't play, on 2J with the fleet yeah
Light skin shawty, bet a K she a freak yeah
I could give fuck bout what they say when they speak cause
Me and Jaepy dropped did 10k in a week
Lil bitch, I got it on my own and they respect that
On top, Philly on my back like a jet pack
Thinking back to the days, and the setbacks
Double texting hoes just to wonder if they'll text back
Now, I don't pay no attention
To fakes and the snakes and the hoes in my mentions
I'm up at the Troc, done the show by eleven
Then after the party got hoes in my sections
They coming in sevens, I got four homies with me
Sounds like a plan, cause then that leaves me with three
Up at the Two, we chucking the deuce
I'm the one, Lil bitch, can give a fuck what you knew, uh
No more stress it's all gravy
Pray to God that the money will never change me
Windows down, doing 80 in the 'Cedes
She loving the dick I throw it like I'm Brady, like I'm Brady
Take hit of this weed and you get lock jaw
With the team on the street, we taking shots dawg
2nd and Jackson is the block dawg
We just hop up on a beat then we pop off
Y'all already know who it is
When I step on the mic they be praising the kid
They say Jaepy how you white and still rapping like this