LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeJesus III
One shoebox full of mula (Jeez)I been stacking this shit for a minute (Woo)Y'all are going cold as a cooler (Woo)Wanna know about me, go ask them bitches (Woo)40 with a 30 round clip (Grrt) , now who wanna see me? (Woo)And that foreign go skrrt, I let down the window, blowing gas like it's legal (Woo)Put that dick on her, she hollaBring me two million Rosé bottlesHit they ass with that choppa, I bet they gon' hate itGet the fuck out my section if you not a modelI'm Baby Jesus, tell me what you know about meI don't fuck with these niggas, they act just like bitches, I'd rather have hoes on meGive a fuck 'bout security, nigga try me in the club I'ma bombAnd she cute and she nasty, I can't let her pass me, that bitch got a onionYou gon' get me in trouble, my ho said she gone on that HennesseyJust met a stallion, she told me she feeling meSay she attracted to all my energyI don't know why all these bad bitches into meI guess it's the flavor, I don't got no typeShe ain't tryna speak and she don't wanna meet yaShe prolly conceited, yeah, that what I likeAyy, coming onto me, baby, shout out the Dj, he got my shit spinningAnd Ku, that's my nigga, if you check the score, it'll tell you we winnin'And other niggas gotta show me somethingI walk around like I'm the chosen oneStop lying, stop lying, they know you frontin'These niggas funny, BabyOne shoebox full of mula (Jeez)I been stacking this shit for a minute (Woo)Y'all are going cold as a cooler (Woo)Wanna know about me, go ask them bitches (Woo)40 with a 30 round clip (Grrt) , now who wanna see me? (Woo)And that foreign go skrrt, I let down the window, blowing gas like it's legal (Woo)Put that dick on her, she hollaBring me two million Rosé bottlesHit they ass with that choppa, I bet they gon' hate itGet the fuck out my section if you not a modelWhole Cuban Link, wear a kiloYou see me Hd, nigga, kinoMake a movie all the time, TarantinoUsed to serve the junkies through the peepholeTurn while your bag full of eggrollsSchool book bag or the bubbleAlways stayed in some troubleCame from the struggle, hustle hustle hustleLookin' for a come up, pour the drank, nut upShe'll flip a drink for her daddy, bitch, shut upCartier frames, no tintIf it don't make dollars, then it don't make senseIf you ain't gettin' money, you ain't got no centsReal niggas only, bad bitches onlyBut it's only one three, see these niggas try to clone meRedbone suck me to sleep, head crucialI like me a young whore, I love me a cougarShooter stay tooted, booted, trick out a mollyMy fellowship stupid, ugly, mooglyLoud-mouth, fruityTooted with a bootyBlonde white Milf named ReginaI ice off the wall, Mj clubTell these niggas beat it, beat itYoppa undefeatedYop, yop, yop, niggas get your ass beat for threeOne shoebox full of mula (Jeez)I been stacking this shit for a minute (Woo)Y'all are going cold as a cooler (Woo)Wanna know about me, go ask them bitches (Woo)40 with a 30 round clip (Grrt) , now who wanna see me? (Woo)And that foreign go skrrt, I let down the window, blowing gas like it's legal (Woo)Put that dick on her, she hollaBring me two million Rosé bottlesHit they ass with that choppa, I bet they gon' hate itGet the fuck out my section if you not a model
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