Won't Take Long

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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, J-baby, ayy ayy, it won't take long
Throw the kush in a sticks we bout to get it on
I only need like five minutes, this won't take long
You feelin' sick, lil' nigga, you should've stayed home

Like get f*ck up in my crib, you move, you get the sprayed on
Ayy, y'aight, matter of fact, just stepped on
I left home, and yo' shit just tryna get my bless on
I done need no job to bring the check right back home

That black on, boy, I'm like a dyke, you get the strap on
Ayy, f*ck a cell tower, bitch, I left the cellular back home
Like a fox from Dora, a nigga got his swipe on
Matter of fact, where that map?
so a nigga don't step wrong

I'm finna snatch that pack in that bitch, nigga, like ding-dong
Ayy, I'm finna come up in that crib, but I did not ding-dong
I plan on going back for it lil' bitch just like ping-pong
The real king of the jungle, f*ck a lion, I feel like King Kong

Damn, like, what's goin' on
All these niggas move suspicious, you can get it gone
Ayy, and he in Pluto, but watch the news, though
You see how this shit in the streets, girl

I don't think it's sweet, nigga, I don't know why y'all think honey bun
Nigga, in the streets, you know this shit nothin' but
Runnin' around, lil' nigga, and I only taste the cake
Like a baker, lil' baby, but you know I don't fake

Tryna get more on the plate for the family
Ayy, all my niggas make jank moves just to scam me
Ayy, but at the same time, I'm grown, got a son now
So I'm like, all this bullshit gotta get on, so I'ma handle that

Matter of fact, nigga where the choppa at
If you pull up on that North, nigga, I'ma splat
Niggas pull up, tryna serve the pop rock
And you know I can't talk a lot, feds trying to lock
(Trying to lock niggas)

My niggas Incom- (My Niggas)
My niggas in the chain, so they can unlock, ayy
So I'm tryna get this change for this plot, ayy
So all my niggas ain't gotta ride up in that box

Ayy, this shit drive me made me-crazy every day
A nigga on the North, lil' nigga, survin' trays, and makin' plays (Nigga)
Ayy, like a surgeon, lil' nigga, I ain't went to school, but I'ma operate
I don't know why these niggas feel like they always gotta fake

Why they gotta fake
Watch out for that grass, I trimmed it for the snakes
You already know, lil' lady, now I add it to the plays
So I had roller away

Like i'm from the fuckin' janks, you already know
I can't play, can't go back
All these niggas on twack, and I'm like
Goddamn, but if they need it, Ill serve that

But I ain't even gon' say no more

Who that new boy is
That new B2 Janky
What are you talking about
I'm trying to know who that new B2 Janky is

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