Lyrics:
hurry that
you dont have to rush things when you the owner and the quarterback
im not rappin for the fame, or flame, or approval from thee hater
I
open
Blood dripping from them bitches like a waterfall
The bitch screaming, but I'm gone fuck them all
Got some head from the bitch as I dropped her
Out in Mexico, dinero
Still evolving I'm a Spearow, they gone fear me when I'm Fearow
Miss the days sitting watching Pokémon
I'm finna roll up, let me
bitches some muzzles (Yeah)
Ride with the stars like I’m mother fucking Hubble (Hubble)
Abe, jack,(Big Bills) to Ben Frank (Yeah)
Bossed up now it’s digits
by myself And I'm cool just with that I don't need no one else
Ain't going to no hoe house I can't get complacent
Ancestors was slaves, I need master
Thank you GC
Ha, yeah
Jack just want a drank
What the fuck
Hit the wood and that shit hitting back I'm making stank faces
Hit the booth and make
bitches jack you
For your shit bitch so thick
Me and my girl gone hit
Drinking henny it's about
To get litty eat my girl kitty
When we're in different
nigga
And i'm having
They gone mention me
But i be laughing
No green bay
He play me imma pack em
When they question
I don't know what happened
I done did
top of the stove
I go through emotions, but some I'm just not finna show
Haven't I proved to you, I'm always hot when it's cold?
Haven't I proved,
to be confused
But ain't no future in yo frontin'
Times is hard as fuck
Like back when the carter struck
I'm talking new Jack
And not a new rap
gone air it out
And when I'm done wit that hoe
It's back to the trap house
My lil nigga at the door wit that stick out
And I fuck wit shawty cuz he
on
Pop a nigga up I’ll get em gone
Smoking fat woods got a nigga blowed
Turn around gang when we hit the road
I turn the work to a lot of pros
I turn
to hear it
Devil want me near death
I hate him and I'm hoping that he fear it
He don't really want to get up in the way
God on our side
So when I get among
say is the truth
Make her disappear just like poof, then she's gone
Addicted, don't know what the fuck I'm on
I can't stop it when I feel it coming
on
And on
And on
And on
Tonight if i'm yours fuck you you when i'm bored
Let a nigga beat it up beat it up until you sore
On and on and on take them panties off
We gone keep this
Ks Iss time to slide on em
Took big fella out the game you know I’m
Dying on em
Lately baby, Murda Murda on my mind only!
Do a jumpin jack up
animals, Judging by they size and they width
Sike wait until November 5th
Yo
I've been so rational
In three years I'm going international
I need to see them
spit in it baby
I'm tryna get up and get back, Wack
Jack smith high hit with a sack
Jack sparrow
I hit yo bitch with an arrow
I told that bitch I'm not
I'm dead and buried oh yeah
Hi my name is Jack and I'm living proof of a dead man walking
This spirit this body that's still talking
It's too
to Miley
Ooh, she on her Billy Ray Cyrus
She said beat the pussy up
Like she promoting violence
All this money on me she think I'm the man
And when I look in
led by the cheque or the contract
May we seek after intellect
You already know when the phone go When the phone go prr prr
I'm in the air now I'm in
realize, this not a game this real life
I be spitting words to live by
Heavy on the grind I'm a get mine
Still getting it in when its quitting time
The main
poppin who told you shake the soda
Niggas played too many games and now the game is over They hack me when I'm in the paint they don't know how to hold em
Bank
Is Ben Frank
Call me Mr Benjamin
I go by Mr Get The Pot Right
I Been Whippin Up
I been Cooking All night
Put them bitches in a pot
I only like em if
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