Jack Boys (feat. Nice & Leek Money)
Mazi Rich
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I'm emotionless you niggas out here motionless (My nigga Lee we got another one) Niggas out here motionless I'm emotionless you niggas out here I'm emotionless you niggas out here I'm emotionless you niggas out here motionless Jack boys plotting so be careful when you posting us Can't imagine being with no bitch who don't suck dick I sell blues and minus the fent don't need my fiends sick I need 'em copping from me not dead Next year summer twenty three drop head Just let em know I rap if you talking to the Feds She know I'm chasing stacks when I'm hopping out the bed If we talking grams or the scams I done did em both If I get a Wock point sell a twelve keep a four If we talking about the streets it ain't shit I ain't seen before I was in my early teens started dealing blow Blessed not lucky, I got this shit from hustling Louis plaid shirt, it's two hundred every button She blow me when I call I don't take her out in public If you see me in a rental just know I'm up to something Made a habit outta turning one to four I guess I'm selling blow if this rap shit don't blow She seen me scoop a fifty that's the day yo bitch chose Niggas catch a case go to court and hit notes There and back ain't no point in being home Niggas know I'm living shit I'm putting in these songs Just looked in my closet it's a hundred worth of clothes These niggas looking bad need to give they ass a loan These niggas run over tell em go and get a job Just know I'm scooping twenty every time I come outside She know I'm out here serving all she wanna do is ride Imma beat her to the ground make her yell free the guys Money lacking ass niggas gone get off a nigga dick Only playing wit a nickel but be capping like he rich Keep a bad bitch counting while I'm packaging these zips Making all this dirty money I just wanna go legit Run off wit some work I bet his mama pay for it Send a hundred in his crib man somebody pray for him If it's money on the flo I'm leaving the state for it Hot as hell on seventy five I'm dodging the state boys She want my heart all day wait for it Pray for his appeal when he see the state board Sneakers Lanvin I don't skateboard Used to have money problems we ain't having em no more Make at least twenty when I cross state lines Ten percent of five racks opps can't even make bond When I'm chilling on my patio I'm staring at a pond Bad bitch on my hip every time I come outside I was in my early twenty's running thru thirty P's Get em gone the same day tell em bring some more of these Big Prezi on my wrist cost a nigga fifty G's Switching lanes on the Lodge getting head in a sleeve Can you turn this up?
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Written by: Malik McCalister, Richie Gibbs
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