Jitness - Sly Cooper

Holding my lil nine while I'm big sliding down Parham
From the corner out my eye, a single parent keep staring
Almost thought that I should slide, but Imma let her keep glaring
Because I'm trying find my wife but still sit back and hit
I popped out because I'm trying talk the facts in this bitch
How you real then yo OG but believe cap in this bitch
Drop a lo, we pull up deep like we had hacks in the whip
You really thought we'd run a fade and still stay back in the whip?
You stupid
I bless her heart like Cupid
She bop the way I'm grooving
Bitch check the stats, and do it
Bitch I got Henrico grooving
Pop out and shoot a movie
Keeezy easily ah do it
For freeski she gone do it
Stress relief when we goin through it
My name ring like Christmas bells
Drop a pin I bless yo mail
Like a Ring, I'm at yo steps
My Cashapp clean, I don't need Zelle
This is Wawa not no Shells
I hunt dollas chasing trails
Still with Nate, I'm still with Rell
I stay with greats it rub off well
She think I'm paying for her nails, I burst the bubble
Even though a picked the color why I pay I don't even trust you
Why?
I don't gotta touch you hoe, just know that I still love you
I wont say too much, it's subtle but just know that I won't dub you
Go down bad we might rush you
Get that bag when we come through
Two thousand cash in a cut through
We come right back when the month due
In the back at the function
I'm in all black, go for nothing
I can't let nothing be subtle, I peep it all off the muscle
Pillow talk, how he fussing through all them walls
Boy discussing about his dawgs, and he playing it like he raw
That disgust me don't know bout y'all
That's hurting one my laws
Cannot tolerate that at all
We gone get at his face and all
They gone close the whole case and all
Yeah yeah yeah
Bro just got his brand new notes they fresh up out the feds
Yeah yeah yeah
I heard what they talking bout, but can't say what he said
My name ring like Christmas bells
Drop a ping I bless yo mail
Like a Ring, I'm at yo steps
My Cashapp clean, I don't need Zelle
This is Wawa not no Shells
I hunt dollas chasing trails
Still with Nate, I'm still with Rell
I stay with greats it rub off well
Holding my lil 9 while I'm big sliding down Parham
From the corner out my eye, a single parent keep staring
Almost thought that I should slide, but Imma let her keep glaring
Because I'm trying find my wife but still sit back and hit
I popped out because I'm trying talk the facts in this bitch
How you real then yo OG but believe cap in this bitch
Drop a lo, we pull up deep like we had hacks in the whip
You really thought we'd run a fade and still stay back in the whip?
You stupid

Written by:
Alec Archer

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