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Jackboy

JackBoys (stylized in all caps) is a collaborative compilation album by American record label Cactus Jack Records, under the name JackBoys, led by American rapper and singer Travis Scott. It was released through the label alongside Epic Records on December 27, 2019. The album features guest appearances from Rosalía, Lil Baby, Sheck Wes, Don Toliver, Quavo, Offset, Young Thug, and Pop Smoke. JackBoys is a hip hop collective of rappers signed to Scott's Cactus Jack imprint, including Scott himself, Wes, Toliver, Luxury Tax 50, and Scott's DJ Chase B. Upon debut, JackBoys opened atop the US Billboard 200 on January 11, 2020, becoming the first number one album of the 2020s. It was Scott's third album to debut atop the chart after his third studio album, Astrowor… more »


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(Nile, I hear you)
(Damn, Kai, you goin' krazy)
G way

G way, I like to flex with hoes
If it run out of gas, go electric mode
The head wasn't shit had me pissed, come on
No trouble with hits, they remixed the bowls
Tryna nut on her face, I won't miss your nose
She want French, but I choked her I ain't kissin a ho
Whole team ballin', we just gon' pick and roll
If we can't bring the guns then I missed the show
F*ck these collagen tables, we stand on 
Your brother look bad, put your mans on
A wide body, she got a tan on
Fucked her boosie, I slid with my pants on
What the hell I look like doin' a diss song?
I'm tryna make a don't miss song
(Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
I'm tryna make a don't miss song

Say trappin' is dead, bring bags to the funeral
I don't even got a bed don't care 'bout no rumors (room)
If you don't hit that no sweat, as long as you shootin'
I just want the bread, you can keep the communion
I'm with bae in the 'Vette, my ho got a shitty face
My hood on my trunk, they just outta the sweet place
I watched some niggas go to jail and they turnin' snakes
Hood hot, laws out, can you tell me which way?
I got some homies in jail who sharpen the knives that turn to a blick
I'm goin' up elevators, jumped off and went to the stairs, I thought about Mitch
A lot of these niggas, they hoes and bitches, so we on they wigs like spritz
Purple red froze cup, hot Cheetoh, granny used to beat my ass with a switch
Your nigga rat and I don't need to talk about it
That boy got caught and agreed to talk about it
Pistol, no, I cannot leave the house without it
Got mud on my shirt and my jeans was Off-White
I got some Wock' in my pores
If you need it to be clean and just trust
I watched niggas go marry the game
They threw they controllers when they got divorced

Bought a Cartier ring, I can't get divorced
Fell in love with Dior, would've thought I'm endorsed
All that dirty money, I'm not tryna do chores
Shop when I land, show the mall no remorse
Fly guy with bands, I could f*ck any whore
Get sloppy top then don't want her no more
F*ck all the opps, let's go take 'em to war
Runnin' with sticks, this bitch came with a sword
The game feelin' strange, lames in it for fame
They goin' insane for a lil' piece of change
I got that bitch brain but didn't get her name
I kicked that bitch out, you made her your main
I figured it out, we just not the same
Used to be broke, look what I became
I could buy a car with each of my chains
Icy lil' nigga, gotta keep my flame
Bustdown Thotiana, nothin' I do plain
Picture perfect, I ain't even need a frame
When I was broke, I was the only nigga I could blame
Now I'm ballin' hard throwin' bows in the paint
All these blue hunnids make a broke ho faint
Pull up back-to-back coupe, me and gang switchin' lanes
Put the law on a chase, so much guns to explain
Get an opp out the way, all my shooters got aim

G way, I like to flex with hoes
If it run out of gas, go electric mode
The head wasn't shit had me pissed, come on
No trouble with hits, they remixed the bowls
Tryna nut on her face, I won't miss your nose
She want French, but I choked her I ain't kissin a ho
Whole team ballin', we just gon' pick and roll
If we can't bring the guns then I missed the show
F*ck these collagen tables, we stand on 
Your brother look bad, put your mans on
A wide body, she got a tan on
Fucked her boosie, I slid with my pants on
What the hell I look like doin' a diss song?
I'm tryna make a don't miss song
(Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
I'm tryna make a don't miss song

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Written by: Pierre DeLince, Ryan Adams

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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