[Intro]
Pipe that shit up, TnT

[Chorus: Jackboy]
No love in the street so I gotta keep a glizzy
Fuck the police, always got that bitch with me
If you thinkin' I don't like 'em, boy you gotta be silly
In the club pistol packing, I don't even need security
She told me she don't need me, she rather leave me
'Fore you gon' mistreat me, bitch come and eat me
When I told her I was gon' blow, I know that she did not believe me
Now, nothin' I do be playing, I flood my body up with VVS'

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
Now, nothin' I do be playing
Fuck you, we ain't the same
I just got in the game, I'm puttin' your lil' career to shame, uh
Niggas gon' hate but that ain't gon' make or break a nigga, uh
NFL, I [?] moves, I go to shakin' niggas, uh
Bought a whip and now I pose
Have 'em shakin' like a stripper
And these killas be my niggas, sometimes I don't even gotta tip 'em
Say his beef gon' flip 'em, yeah
It'll be easy for me to get it, yeah
When I shoot my shot I ain't missing', yeah
If I shoot my shot, I'm hittin', yeah
Choppa go to kickin'
Push me, come up missin'
Glock come with extensions
Give no fucks about your feelings
I don't give a fuck 'bout these bitches
Not about these bitches who want my riches
I done counted about them digits
Leave 'em runnin' from out them trenches
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