Lyrics Zaza - Jourdan Brothern feat. London On Da Track

This JBeezy
I don't play bout Zaybeezy
Man, this shit way too easy
Get money, fuck hoes, I'm not pleading (Go, 'Grizz)
Been two years, you still tweetin'?
Nigga how we still beefin'?
Fuck off, we is not meetin'
Take percs, take drugs, we still geekin' (We got London On The Track)
Okay, okay, yeah
She say wanna fuck, I don't even know her name, yeah
Like her ass got taken, she be hangin' wit my gang, yeah
Call that nigga Fredo, 'cause that nigga gone get banged, yeah
Can I get my flow back?
You can cry all you want, you can't get yo hoe back
I be lookin like a gangsta, til' I put on throwbacks
I can't chill inside my crib nigga, I need more racks
Nigga I need more racks
$2, 000 spent in just like two days
Man you niggas too gay
Y'all gone fuck up who day?
Y'all gone do what who say?
Don't care what your boo say
Hit her back wit two K's
Hit his face wit this K, bzz

I can't fuck with hoes that got hoes
I just need some dough
Cash is gonna throw a little more
That bitch on the floor
I just gotta smoke for the show
'Fore they come wit trolls
Opps be on my block but I got poles
Better come and go
Opps be on my ass, yeah
Opps be on my ass, yeah
When I pull up on them niggas, yeah them niggas running fast, yeah
Now they tell they homies that they took all my cash, yeah
Fucking on that hoe and she throwing that shit back, yeah

I remember all you niggas, feel like Quando
And I remember all you niggas, pick up that lil' phone though
We gone break into the safe, don't know that lil' combo
Shh, we gone rob his ass, and he gonna run though
I ain't stunting none y'all pussy ass, y'all stay on y'all phones
All you niggas do is make diss tracks, y'all some clones
I ain't text yo lil' bitch nigga, leave my ass alone
I take a perc, fly to space, nigga I'm up in my zone
I was born in 09, I wasn't born yesterday
Niggas try to play me like I'm stupid, okay okay
Touch my family or my niggas, yeah this choppa spray
Niggas on my dick nigga, I might just get spayed