OhJacee - NAH FR (feat. Suigeneris & Kiingrod)

Spin out in traffic
New modded glizzy
With the gloves and the ratchet
You don't like me put your bitch in a mattress
All hail like who
Put that boy in a casket
Bitch on my side with a whole lotta fashion
When we push through the hills got the AMG crashing
I told him record this you know I be spazzin
DG in here so you know we got savage
(YEAH)
For every bad day I had to wait on a bitch
Put a dollar in the jar and a youngin got rich
Now I'm too T'D up and it's Elon Musk
Fuck a DUI I don't drive my whip
Now I'm too kicked back with a bitch that's bad
She ain't got no ass imma build my bitch
I won't go out sad got extendo mags
I can't name my ops cuz they not that rich
Toot it and boot it up
Got that snake on my collar that's Gucci uh
You can't be cool with us
All my brothers keep tools they might shoot it up
Toot it and boot it up
Got that snake on my collar that's Gucci uh
You can't be cool with us
All my brothers keep tools they might shoot it up
You is not cool with us 30 clip tools on us
Ready to bang that K
Bad bitch I'm using her I get it through to her
She sending that cash my way
Party I'm shooting up
Ain't keep the ruger tucked
Stick tuck the drake my waist
Ski mask I'm looking up OhJacee been moving up
I need that code to the safe
I ain't got no chains but I'm making them hits
Get the party turnt up me and Sui in the mix
And my fit brand name rockin BapeStar kicks
All a sudden came up and they all done switched
Fuck a bad lil bitch in a fast lil whip
Tint the windows all black let the diamonds hit
Yea I might be white but I got good dick
Tryna set me up imma bang that stick
I done made me rich off them packs and them zips
Turned the trap to the rap never hit no licks
Imma make it all back that's a fact I did
And imma make it no cap ain't gon stop when I'm rich
Cashin out Louis yo shit is so booty
Don't send me your fucking shit
I'm chosen I'm choosen I'm geekin I'm bootin
Lacin thizz with the fish just to wake y'all up snoozin
Toot it and boot it up
Got that snake on my collar that's Gucci uh
You can't be cool with us
All my brothers keep tools they might shoot it up
Toot it and boot it up
Got that snake on my collar that's Gucci uh
You can't be cool with us
All my brothers keep tools they might shoot it up
Bitch we suited and booted
We packin on Uzis I ain't shootin no movies
Feel like I'm party when you throwin that rock
Cuz on Mommas we ain't ever been no rookie
Diamonds on me go n shine
You know I got DNA Brain for my hoodie
I could never change I'm true to the game
And they know that can't really fuck with me
But the Za just landed and I need a new baggage
And I eat all my greens but I don't fuck with cabbage
Twin got a 21 he shoot like he savage
And if I fuck on a bitch then you know she not average
Imma always stay busy cuz I'm tryna run a play
If you tryna join my table then you gotta bring a plate
I don't fuck with no snitch should've watch what you say
And it's still fuck a deal I'm the independent way
Really getting money they should know you at the bank
5 for a show n now I made a bitch faint
When you upgrade you can't care what they think
And if they ever showed love then I always gave thanks
(Gang)

Written by:
Jace Bodrero, Julius Herrera

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, JN MEDIA MUSIC PUBLISHING

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