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up on these hoes, I'm going viral
Jackboy, I sell his ass a brick of flour
Hand on my gun, hand on my bible
Hand on my gun, hand on my bible
Hand
Young Jefe, holmes
Ah

Swish, I'm balling (ah)
I'm so awesome
Old bitch keep calling (hello?)
She think I'm awesome
Jackboys wanna rob me
(Grabando los apoyos mientras me fumo un blunt
sin receta le compro al doctor, yeh)

Baby (Baby)
tu solo llámame 
que yo soy tu Jackboy
yo te paso
they want, that chopper talk
I'ma give em what they ask for
What they want, that dope talk
I'ma give em what they ask for,
That trap-boy jackboy shit
[Chorus: Jackboy]
On the road from London, couped up with a Z3, yeah
Got a four or som', tryna come kick it with me, yeah
Big Glock cocked on 'em,
(Yung made the beat, bitch)
Rich Homie baby (Yung Lan on the track)
Jackboy, tell me how you feel 'bout that girl bro
Man that nigga love, man
In the f***in' seats cracked

[Chorus]
I'm a d-boy
B**** I'm a d-boy
Ho I'm a dope boy
I got the scope in the Rov' for them jack-boys
I got
In the fuckin' seats cracked

[Chorus]
I'm a d-boy
Bitch I'm a d-boy
Ho I'm a dope boy
I got the scope in the Rov' for them jack-boys
I got
the static)
Out on bond service, servin' dope, sir
Where I'm from, sir, they'll serve your mom, sir (serve your mom, sir)
Cocaina dealin', jackboy, sir
Swish, I'm balling
I'm so awesome
Old bitch keep calling
She think I'm awesome
Jackboys wanna rob me
I'm so awesome
Out here like a possum
I'm
and go wet this grow

Stand up tall if you rep this road

Mans got corn I invest in smoke

Jackboys in the ends tearing food if you got the cheap then let
the stand like a flute (yeah)
Whole spot goin' up
JACKBOYS on the loose (yeah, yeah, bitch)

In the H, bumpin' Screw (Screw)
Flamin' Harlem with
like hee hee
I wanna menage, me and TT
Me and Jackboy, show you how to jack a nigga easy
Fucked her in the shard, she just pee pee
Flew that bitch
jackboy, mama, I'm sorry
Can't stop pressin' them .40s
Look what the streets done did to me
I don't feel comfortable unless I'm planted down on my heat
wasn't on that
On the phone with Jackboy, free Lil Kodak, uh
Ay, you ain't heard? They jacked boy for his Rollie, look
And they took his shit, but he
them killers and them jackboys
Yeah, big guns then we whack boys
Bitch, free them killers and them jackboys
Nigga, big gun, I'll whack boy
Uh, pull up, me and Jackboy (Jack)
Just some young rich niggas 
But we still pull up in GAT, boy (yeah)
Hop on a muhfuckin' jet (yeah)
Don't even
relate (nah)
Twenty seasons straight, no stain, let's call it fate (haha)
Jackboys run in your shit, you give, they take (yeah)
If you leave with your
on the fence post
Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think it's 'bout to fuzz
Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late, they will tiptoe
Through your living
the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing
The chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things
Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team
On my
kiddin', ayy
Jackboy that's my nigga, we so alike that nigga my synonym, ayy
I'm a need two hundred to rock the mic and that's the minimum, yeah
I know
somethin')
Yeah, the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing (uh-huh)
The chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things (brr)
Uh, I'm with the jackboys
the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team (uh-huh)
On my mama, I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans (hahaha)
Everything I jot is mean, how you gon' stop Machine?
how you know it's us
At 4 A.M. I'm phonin' ya', not for no shoulder rub
Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck

Yup, in my white

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