Lyrics:
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna
life changing
I start to panic when the sun goes down
I stay this jacked 'til the lights go out
I don't wanna go back home
Don't wanna be alone
mind, you ain't thinkin' 'bout nothing
Stay with a nine, think bout sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you with nothing
Ran up
shoot up your Vuitton
before you can hit the broccoli
See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga didn't make that money
Left them niggaz jacked up,
Hey yo man, I just got jacked man
They always talkin that black on black crime man
I'm fin' to go put in some work man
"I am pleased, to have
jacked up
I couldn't get any higher than that
I was so pilled up
I was so nebbed out
I was so jacked up
I was out of my head
I was so wasted
I was
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
that stink?
Gotta lil' message - 'bout the bitch you fucked
A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck
Me and Loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends
I
a replica
Match the gas, pass that ass boy and it'll be scarin' ya
Got that blue on red, baby call it Captain America
Got that Chevy low, jacked up, drop
did promos and doubled up
You loving the sound cause I jacked it up
Capitalize on the come up
Babyboy making that money
Splashing I'm spending that
aye mamacita
Rapperchicks make a player look $ilky
Scene stay quiet we riot filthy
And we got jacked for our whole shit
Took too long niggas stole
to build but someone blast the can
Get jacked up, like outfits ya can't fit in
Get jacked up, all 4 suits, a chance winning
They tax up the poor, just began
Smokin on the loud pack
Give ya boy a heart attack
Make my heart a artifact
Damn i think im getting jacked
Bitch you must be smokin crack
Why you think i
he can get jacked for free
'Member rolling with that gas on E, think he a bully
He don't know I got that strap on me
Got some niggas that'll clap for
And yet, I'm clearly in need of a Savior
Cause really though my nature is jacked up, so I can't be wrapped up
In a world that celebrates everything that God
promise I’m telling all facts
Let a female tell you snitch I promise you rat
She say she like her niggas buff I bet you get jacked
She just wanna fuck with
could tell I got the sauce
Rocking Raf giela down
In these shoes walk a mile
It's so foul how these niggas jacked my style
You could tell I got the sauce
a big Glock no cap nigga
Ride with the stick on my lap nigga
Some might tell you he done jacked niggas
Or they might tell you he done whacked niggas
place is cruel
Broken banks, jacked rates
Keep them kids from school
Ask the bartender for a smile and lime
Never thought a beer without a mask could be
Everything I do got the fun jacked
Everything I do got the fun jacked
Where did the times go
Why do we die slow
Live on the high slope
Fall but we try
need all that
Purse wallet
Car jacked
If I fall off
You see the pistol
I need all that
Dug out the trenches
On my chirren
I won't go back
You see how I'm
with his shirt off and a jacked up wig!
A long list of the jacked up sh*t - I done did plenty to make you grab yo sh*t
2 Fingers then they hit
why why why why
His semen a jackpot, Jacked off
SOMEBODY
I I I I
Just tell my dad to quit the lottery
Why why why why why
His semen a jackpot, Jacked
sweet tea
I'm a good old southern boy to a T
But I ain't got a racist bone in me
I'm a hillbilly gangster hippie if you please
A jacked up truck tie died
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