Текст песни Jaydoe Chamberlain - Lul Jaydoe

I get the hundons like I'm Wilt, she call me Jaydoe Chamberlain
Them niggas ain't gettin' no money, hell nah, I can't hang with them
Hell nah, I can't bang with them, say that's your man
Just don't get caught outside tryna hang with him

Cause we gon' get that boy like, oh shit
Jaydoe back again, these niggas broke again
Like, oh shit
Jaydoe back again, he on they ass again
Niggas can't fuck with me, never did, and they never can
I'ma spend this money cause I can, bitch, these my dividends
Somethin' wrong with me, I think I got a fetish for these bands
It's like I don't feel like myself unless I got them in my hands
Somethin' wrong with her, when she go down, she never use no hands
That lil' bitch different, that's why I ain't trippin', I'll blow them bands on her

I'm O.T. with a hangover, this lil' bitch drunk as fuck, talking bout she love me
She gon' have a hangover, bitch, I'm ballin' Devon Booker
Try your luck, it's gon' be game over
How the fuck you broke and hating on me, like, where your bands at
He tried to get down on Lul Jaydoe, safe to say he failed that
I knew that pack was ass, soon as he pulled up, I ain't smell shit
Diss on gang, we shuttin' down shop, like, how you gon' sell shit
Diss on gang, them niggas gon' be out here tryin' to get they lick back
One thing about me, I'm gon' get some money, and that's big facts
Yea he Told them everything they need to know, that boy a big rat
Bitch, nigga
Say you want some smoke, okay, that's cool, then, nigga, get with us

Like, do the math, a couple racks just for the fit, nigga
My Guap chain, bussin, this bitch come through, change the weather
I was fucked up back then, but these days, I'm havin' cheddar
I don't wear no coogi
This a off-white sweater

Just to get up on my level, they gon' need a damn lever
I tried to tell them, uh, uh
Im high as fuck, I don't hear shit
Wake up, I got one thing on my mind, and that's get rich
I'm numb to the bullshit, nigga, I don't feel shit
I'm not for the fuck shit, nigga, I don't fear shit, but God Himself
Think I'm not myself, I don't got none left
I'm done with the favors, don't ask me for shit that's pertaining to paper
Bitch

I get the hundons like I'm Wilt, she call me Jaydoe Chamberlain
Them niggas ain't gettin' no money, hell nah, I can't hang with them
Hell nah, I can't bang with them, say that's your mans
Just don't get caught outside tryin' to hang with him
Cause we gon' get that boy like, oh shit
Jaydoe back again, these niggas broke again
Like, oh shit
Jaydoe back again, he on they ass again
Niggas can't fuck with me, never did, and they never can
I'ma spend this money cause I can, bitch, these my dividends
Something wrong with me, I think I got a fetish for these bands
It's like I don't feel like myself unless I got them in my hands
Something wrong with her, when she go down, she never use no hands

That lil' bitch different ', that's why I ain't trippin', I blow them bands on her