Lyrics Triple Js - Jay Makeinit feat. Judge Most Active & Crispy The Coldest

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Yeah you know what's happening
Judge Most Active Crispy The Coldest Jay Makeinit
We making history in this mother fucker man
Should I move the whole brick or should I break it down
I heard edd hitting so I'm scamming now
I got rich off 8 balls but I'm rapping now
And do you want the whole ounce or do you want the pound
Nigga I ain't tripping what he saying I'm the main movement
Every nigga try to act like Steph but I'm the real hooper
Are you really making movies or is it just bloopers
Are you really hanging with criminals or just losers
Let me tell you how I'm feeling really I don't talk about it
I wanna lay chalk all around this niggas body
Honestly close range hit em with the shotty
Closed casket catching bodies is just a hobby
Honestly I'm like a pro bowler in the streets
Ranked up ain't no nigga out here stopping me
Crispy pulled up with the stu and Jay picked the beat
So you already know that Judge coming with the heat

Money fast it got me thumbing through a hunnid thou
Niggas talking way too fast they need to slow it down
Cause I don't understand what they be saying I been pouring now
I put my trust in the lord cause we be spinning rounds
I put my foot on the gas cause back in class they used to laugh
Remember days when I was broke and I had nothing to my name
Now I'm up and all these bitches getting mad
Cause I got bags and I been switching all these lanes
Used to rock nothing on my neck but now it's vvs chains
Remember days when I rocked vans and now it's all white McQueens
And all my brothers getting happy cause they seeing the dream
Told em one day we gon it now I'm buying em things and
I just swerved off in a lamb paid in cash told my brothers don't go posting all that shit up on the gram I'm out

If I see a opp I guaranteed I toe tagged em
I just fucked his hoe I got cum on her new mattress
I been popping pills all day nigga like marshal mathers
Nah that nigga ain't no bully he just a rapper
Keep a blower in my pocket nigga for these actors
Shitting on these niggas ain't even wipe my ass after
Aye I'm a shit talker bitch walker you know my stick longer
I put his bitch up on the blade ion even know her father
Wok addict pint addict sticks up in my cabinet
If I wanna get the set on me I'm calling Rabbit
Niggas dick riding they looking like a bunch of faggots
Hold on I think her nigga at the door put that pussy in the attic
Hey is my bitch in there
Is it Crispy's house
Get the fuck out of there send the bitch out
It's been like four days your lease is up nigga
Come on now I ain't tripping but fuck that I need my bitch back