- Jackboy Blackberry Zap 歌詞
- Pressa Jackboy
- Uh, Pressa
Ride around the city strapped
He gone, aint coming back
My diamonds going ham
My plug BlackBerry zap
Real n*gga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride around in AMG
Like Heavenly Father (Father), real n*ggas, they honored
My b*tch she bad, bad, bad, I dont wear no condom
My b*tch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna
My plug, he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks? Then n*gga, holla
If you need bricks, n*ggas, just holla
Just make sure you got every doller
When you come, n*gga, better come proper
I got Dior all over my collar
I got bodies all over my choppa
Im a shotta, smoke a n*gga head like a rasta
Yall could die tryna be gangsta
Playing with gang, we stank ya
Put an opp on the news, make him famous (Wet)
F*ck the police, cant tame us
Got the bread, but it still aint change us
I pour codeine in my Fanta
Blowin on gas, no manners
Took a trip down to Bama
Came back with a sack like Santa
Fifty K in my denim
Bought a Lamb, you rent em
My dawg a killer, I sent him
Hit your block and we spin em
Spot an opp and we hit him
Doing whatever to get him
Spray up whoever there wit him
Now they label me a villain
Dont give no f*cks, b*tch , I am winning
Forgive me, Lord, Im still sinning
Still tryna dodge prison
Rather be free living
Ride around the city strapped
He gone, aint coming back
My diamonds going ham
My plug BlackBerry zap
Real n*gga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride around in AMG
Like Heavenly Father (Father), real n*ggas, they honored
My b*tch she bad, bad, bad, I dont wear no condom
My b*tch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna
My plug, he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks? Then n*gga, holla (Holla)
These n*ggas aint change (Change)
Click, click, pow, ah
Get em out the way
Big 40 Glock, little b*tch, no gauge (Gauge)
My n*gga go ape (Ape)
Swing it around on em
No regular bae (Woah)
Aint nothin to play with
Put my name on a bracelet (Yeah)
If I die today
Real n*gga, I aced it (Uh)
Run it up, no break (Break)
All talent and greatness, uh
She ran away
To live lavish and famous, uh
Five K fit, lil ma
Watch my head, lil bruh
I watch money and not a b *tch, Im the type to get a brick gone
Hundred K from zero (Zero)
How much n*ggas we slid on?
My bae, she give brain, give brain like moron
Ride around the city strapped
He gone, aint coming back
My diamonds going ham
My plug BlackBerry zap
Real n*gga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride around in AMG
Like Heavenly Father (Father), real n*ggas, they honored
My b*tch she bad, bad, bad, I dont wear no condom
My b *tch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna
My plug, he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks? Then n*gga, holla
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