Lyrics Lit - JayyBandxz

(Aye (Shhh) Kese go open that door bra')
(Keep yo' man, keep yo pole on you)
(Don't lack)
(Ftww)
(Kese go get that door pow)
(Keep yo' pole though,)
(Check who there (Shh) you know what's going on fuck)
(One Richey go crazy)

Told us pop out, must've thought we was runnin' or somethin'
We don't never be (Pow pow) running or nun' (Pow pow pow pow)
I'm on the block with yo' (Uh) hoe puttin' dick in her stomach (Fttt)
Already know how the fuck we was coming
You diss on the gang
Two two two's out the trunk, what we (Gang) dumping (Gang)
That's what you'll get for assumptions (Huh)
Even my demon got (Word) bags
You would think he was (Word) Krampus
While yo' bitch blowing dick like a trumpet

Hop in the street ten o'clock
I be slidin' broad-day on the way how the fuck I be bummin'
Trap out the way to the top, I'ma reach for the money
Got my fingers hurting from thumbin' (Thumbin')
They hear JB, and they wanna start hummin' (Hummin')
If you ain't suckin', then shit I ain't comin' (Bitch)
All of my diamonds baguettes shoutout Rxcket
You know he be gripping that TEC
Hold a hundred (Let's go)
Ain't with the talking, lil 'nigga I'm wit' it
Hop out in broad-day to clap you and yo' niggas
Say I'm a animal, not talking dog
I should be in the zoo with the ape or gorillas
Shoot 'em a P like I play for the Steelers

Or jugg and finesse show my ass like a dyke be I'm balling, hard
Cut the check could've signed me with Nike (Nike)
Now it's blood all up on the white tee (Let's go)
I ain't finna go we can't do no replacin'
I'm talking 'bout twenty's (Naw), the fifty's and Franklin's (No bap)
I'm on the block the same niggas you claiming
The niggas that's dying the same niggas need maintenance (Boom boom)
Know you a bitch, better go say gratings (Haha)
I'm shootin' shots like I'm Tracy McGrady (Stop playin')
Same niggas doubting remain (Bitch) to stay faking (Bitch)
'Cause I'm on a mission (Bitch) gettin' straight to the paper (Dumbass)

(What the fuck)(Hold up, hold up what) (Where you at)
Wake up nigga, (What the fuck) wake up (Wake up)
(What's going on) Fuck
(What's going on)
(Damn)
(Aw shit fuck oh they shot me)

Hold on, hold on, hold on (Bitch)
'Cause we spinnin' his block
With a thirty 'cause I'm clappin' that bitch (Let's go)
Fuck I look like attackin' that bitch
See all the VV's
The money, the jewelry be 3D my drip is immaculate as shit (Yea)

Trynna be BG but he not shit
He can't fuck with the set, he ain't droppin' no licks
I'm on the block ridin' round with a stick
They can't stop me from shit pop his ass like a zit
Foenem 'ass slide 'cause I told get hot on a nigga
I might put that fire on a nigga he said that it's beef
Man I'm beefing with fried ass lil' niggas
I know he won't try that lil' nigga
I'm trynna get 'em where you hidin', lil' nigga (Where you at?)
I just put a whole forty-yeah up in the sprinter (Yea)
Choppa' a beast
Eat a nigga no dinner (Huh)
Keep a heat 'cause my jewelry on froze like the winter
(I'M LITT)(Shhh I'M LIT)