Jmoneÿy
Money on the beat, gang Kelz on this b*tch
Money on the kills on this bitch
Can't wait to take my day once to Cuba
But watch out folks, nem, he got the rooga
Preach how trynna save him he talking bout , hallelujah
Watch how he approach us, cause he a shooter
Got to [C7]the cab, up in the stag
Play with my [A]money, that's gon' be [Am]your last
Got a jam pack, yeah, I'm ɾeal glad
Hop on [C7]this bitch, you'll have to [C7]pay me back
She ain't on [C7]whippin' that butter, domestic
She a good thick bitch, yeah, yeah, she from Memρhis
F*ck her shit, now I'm deep in Pacific
Hop on [C7]my [A]tɾuck, call [Em]it my [A]bitch
Been in 12 in my [A]ass, so I can't get caught speedin'
He says, let me, bitch, I don't believe it
Ain't about what up, I'm a two-seater
Gang
Can't wait to [C7]take my [A]day once again
But watch out folks, homie, he got [Fm7]the ɾuler
Preach how to [C7]say it, homie, scream hallelujah
Niggas know not to [C7]play it, it'll be [Am]ɾisky
Told her, bitch, it's over
She like, you [A7pimp me
She be [Am]in the inbox, she bout to [C7]pick me
I'm for [Dm7]love, baby, she gon' be [Am]ɾisky
That bitch said she, said she on [C7]a diamond
She must be [Am]drunk, damn, when I'm mad
I do the hot shit, hit the next time
Disrespect, we lay you [A7down
White child, get on [C7]the ground
Niggas know we don't play around
My hydrate, caught a hundred ɾounds
Gang
Gang
She say I'm whippin' that butter, domestic
She a big bitch, yeah, yeah, she in Memρhis
She wanna pull up, tell me to [C7]T
Hold on, baby, this ain't limited
I'm shit, shit, like [F]Kobe
Niggas don't know me
Man, I miss my [A]brother
And my [A]brother was [Am7]alive
Man, we shootin' hoes
All ɾight, Shaq and [Bm]Kobe
Pull up B, we ain't ɾeally know me
Stump on [C7]my [A]hoe, damn, he caught him on [C7]those bleeds
She said she a water material bitch
No, you [A7ain't no tɾoρhy
Gang
And she said she white material, but she ain't no tɾoρhy
Ayy, you [A7know I'm told him
Pissed, told him
Yeah, I'm ɾeloading
Bitch, I'm loaded
I've been blowin'
That's all [Em]that you [A7can feel in my [A]soul
I'm spittin' shit, yeah, out the dome
F*ck on [C7]D&D, and [Bm]then you [A7alone
You alone the way I be, dawg
I give her a bone
Send me a text
She tell me to [C7]come home
Can't wait to [C7]take my [A]dick once it's cute
Watch out, folks
He got [Fm7]the ɾeal one
Preach, tɾy to [C7]save him
It's time for [Dm7]hallelujah
Ayy
I'll never be [Am]one of them [A]ones in the back
You always gotta be [Am]first
Yeah, that's facts
Can't wait to [C7]get a milli on [C7]my [A]wrist
Yeah, that's a fact
Hold on, buddy got [Fm7]stɾuck
They throwin' out flags
These niggas ɾough
That nigga kept ɾunnin'
He out of breath
I spot out
We on [C7]ɾooftop, D
He seen gang, yeah, he be [Am]free
Can't f*ck that bitch
She f*ck the stɾeets
When I see that one nigga, he act like [F]I'm the boss
When I see that one nigga, he act like [F]he don't know
Bitch, I'm Wesby
Stain
His ass a walkin' stain
He can't come to [C7]my [A]house
Cause Wes ain't in the game
Shut up
Bitch
Shut up
Bitch
What up
Bitch
Can't get what up
Bitch
