Lyrics Jefferson Ave - Ponzo Houdini

Ayo son word up son where you from B word

Nigga I'm from Down Tha Way nigga
Jeff Ave Projects Whats Good

Shoot that nigga check his pulse to make sure he dead
My shooter givin head taps ain't aiming at no legs
Been trapping getting dirty money tryna duck the feds
My licks only want fentanyl I'm running up my bread
Been hustling on Jefferson since I was kid
Thought I was the man when I copped my first big
Workin and trappin I always had a gig
Been a smart nigga even back in school 6
I don't wanna be your friend, stop trying it
Yeah we know that jewelry fake, stop buying it
Girl you know that pussy good, keep riding it
Better stop playing for a nigga come inside it
How can I help somebody don't wanna help they self
Don't want no bum energy around me only wealth
Dior runners with the puffer coat and belt
Suavage cologne said she like how I smelt
You a soft nigga you Gettin walked for yo bricks
I'm Cutthroat pull up on yo block steal yo licks
My young boy finessed the glock now it gotta switch
Like a disabled vet I be walkin wit a stick
I let uncle Rio cook the dope and keep the extras
Use to cop baggies to bag up, from Doris records
Difference is I'm playing chess YALL playing checkers
Before I cop the whole thing let Aunty be my tester
Got tired of being broke so I had to up the score
You happy wit a hunnid band shid I wanted more
Deiver for the maybach just to run me to the store
Ain't wanna book me for a show I did my tour
I can't even knock you if you did that lil scam
Could never hate on somebody Thats getting free bands
Some trappers on the block all day Wit 3.5 grams
Work smarter not harder I Thought that was the plan
Wildin on a yacht In miami it's my Cake day
Sent videograms to all the bros on JPay
I'm bout to reup next Friday like Day day
My lick get his check next Friday it's his pay day