VIP
de BAK Jay
My town, fuck you up
Don’t come this way, might be shit outta luck
You see switches and Drakes when we hop out the cut (hop out the cut)
I'm with all of the smack, crack his head like a nut
I'm with all of the smack 'cause I don’t like where I'm at, 'cause I'm really a bastard (really a bastard)
I make a play, disappear like I'm Casper
I told 'em don’t try me like I am a rapper
He talking 'bout throwing his fists, but don’t even know that the car full of blicks
I’ve been playing with sticks since like 16
Don’t even care when they shoot 'cause I know they gon' miss
We be killing the ops, get 'em dropped for that diss
You be loving that thot, but she gobbling dick
I be dropping the top when I ride through the six
Got a whole lotta fashion, which option to pick?
Whole lotta racks, I’ve been thumbin' and thumbin' and thumbin' it
If I catch you lacking, believe that I'm bumpin' it
I'm sippin' on Wocky and walkin' the mummy dis
She turn me up, life could feel like a junkie
Hoe, is you laced? Must think I'm dumb, you can’t play with my face
Would’ve got smoked, lucky I got a case
My bitch get to spraying that shit like some Ace
I just get to poppin' 'em pills for the taste
Call lil twin, he said: "What you tryna do?"
Shit, I'm tryna go back to the block
But I know I'm making this money
I rap 200, 300, 400 a pop
I told her keep going, she better not stop
I know that I'm blowing, I just got the drop
Pull up in that foreign, just got off the lot
Lil bro got somethin' for 'em, your head is a dot
My town, fuck you up
Don’t come this way, might be shit outta luck (shit outta luck)
You see switches and Drakes when we hop out the cut
I'm with all of the smack, crack his head like a nut
I'm with all of the smack 'cause I don’t like where I'm at, 'cause I'm really a bastard
I make a play, disappear like I'm Casper
I told 'em don’t try me like I am a rapper
He talking 'bout throwing his fists, but don’t even know that the car full of blicks
I’ve been playing with sticks since like 16
Don’t even care when they shoot 'cause I know they gon' miss
We be killing the ops, get 'em dropped for that diss
You be loving that thot, but she gobbling dick
I be dropping the top when I ride through the six
Got a whole lotta fashion, which option to pick? (Which option to pick?)
Whole lotta racks, I’ve been thumbin' and thumbin' and thumbin' it
If I catch you lacking, believe that I'm bumpin' it
I'm sippin' on Wocky and walkin' the mummy dis
She turn me up, life could feel like a junkie
Hoe, is you laced? Must think I'm dumb, you can’t play with my face
Would’ve got smoked, lucky I got a case
My bitch get to spraying that shit like some Ace
I just get to poppin' 'em pills for the taste
I just get to poppin' 'em pills for the taste
Hold on, for the taste
Hoe, is you laced?
Mmm, mmm, you can't play with my face
Alat, come on
Más canciones de BAK Jay
-
Wassup
Up Next, Vol. 1
-
D To Da Murda
Meet The Reap
-
Junkie Money
Junkie Money
-
Find Out (For Your Love)
Meet The Reap
-
Boss Shit
Meet The Reap
-
2 Deep
Meet The Reap
-
Change
Meet The Reap
-
Backend
Backend
-
Backend
Meet The Reap
-
Junkie Money
Meet The Reap
-
Startin' Shit
Meet The Reap
-
Double
Double
-
Same Day
Same Day
-
Listen
On What I’m On
-
BAK Flow
BAK Flow
-
Be Serious
On What I’m On
-
Striker
Triple G
-
Reap
Reap
-
Meet The Reap
Meet The Reap
-
Reap
Meet The Reap