Yea, Right (feat. Ro'Blizzy)

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I AM JEZ

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Yuh
Bitch I got ice on my Patek
Run up on me I'm a savage
Yea, yo nigga I clapped him
Handle that boy wit a mac 10
See him nd we get to blastin
That boy that we smokin we clappin
He don't want the smoke he was cappin
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Look at the ice it bling
The money don't stop coming in
She a hoe she a thot a fling
Yea that's your main but she my thing
I hang wit the bosses I'm the king
He want the smoke get out the 223
Need a couple bands well that shit ain't new to me
I hope you know this bitch, I like my money green
Walk up in my section, money is all you see
I bought my bitch some new diamonds because I love the way they shine
I flew that hoe out to an island cuz I was just on that timing
Take that bitch to Prada she look, I want, I buy, it's mine
I told her you get nada cuz baby I don't share I fine
I know that you want some of, me baby you can't get none
I heard you talkin gossip, I don't roll wit it you done
And my new bitch badder, she don't share she bad she fine
And we rollin rollin rollin backwoods like it's finally time
Take it to the face do it once more like I'm in my prime
I come up to the stu pass it to gang now on the grind
Like and he been on his grind
And I been on my grind
Like and we been on our grind
Heard another goofy got hit now he all up in my sky
Feeling like lucki its sex money drugs
And this bitch fucked my bros n she want me to cuff
Got me a shordi this sum real love
I'm hoping that this shit don't ever get fucked
How he been dissing on bros he got touched
And he sayin I'm bitch but I've never been touched
And this shit on my hip sally ready to buss
I just pourd up sum wok hadda mix it with tuss
Inna booth niggas kno i go kuu
And he sayin he active like what did you do
He claimed he did sum but I'm smokin his doood
And luh profit a hoe he should pick up the tool
And bf a drop out just go back to school
You ain gettin money you ain't makin moves
Jr was dissin cant wait til he drool
3.5 in my wood n my 20 a 2
Smokin lamont put himself to blick
All my opps ain doin nun its like they don't exist
Got caught with a blick niggaz round me had snitched
Them nigga was fake now I'm back n I'm lit
How he outside I been spinnin' the
And I'm crackin' the threes on they block with my grip
And I'm crackin' the threes on they block with my grip

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