Quani P - Jupiter

Okay okay, these niggas be hatin' I can't catch a break
Columbian bitch, I think her name Lay
Oh that was your bitch? better get a new
Huh, better get a new bae
I fuck that bitch, she dependin' on me
I just be smokin' that loud
Punchin' my chest like Muhammad Ali
And she know that I hit it best
Fuck that bitch from that back and you date her
And we gon' turn him to a pack
RIP send that boy to his maker
They ask why I'm wearing all black
They can't tell it's Prada my pockets need HealthCare
And most of these niggas be cap
They really my sons, I feel like a daycare
You know I don't like wastin' my time
Old hoes, startin' to hit on my line
She see Aquatica all on my wrist
I make (Ha-quatica) all on my dick
Gave her my number, cause she a lil' thick
Now she wanna fuck in the back of the whip
Big bucks, you could tell that my pockets gon fall
Need my money way bigger than Rick Ross
Tell them niggas go get them a job
Mama told me I'm doin' my shit now
Started cryin', I'm makin' her proud
I been gone for a minute, but I'll see you later
Cause right now I'm back in my zone, oh
(I know, you don't wanna waste more time here)
(Time goes, we had some hella good times here)
(Time froze, why it feel like I'ma die here)
(Time flows, why it feel like I'ma die here)
Okay okay, these niggas be hatin' I can't catch a break
Columbian bitch, I think her name Lay
Oh that was your bitch? better get a new
Huh, better get a new bae
I fuck that bitch, she dependin' on me
I just be smokin' that loud
Punchin' my chest like Muhammad Ali
And she know that I hit it best
Fuck that bitch from that back and you date her
And we gon' turn him to a pack
RIP send that boy to his maker
They ask why I'm wearing all black
They can't tell it's Prada my pockets need HealthCare
And most of these niggas be cap
They really my sons, I feel like a daycare

Written by:
Dequon Montgomery

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