Flip The VIN Jackboy (Ft. Boosie Badazz)

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[Intro: Jackboy]
(Mm, WoodleyOnThaBeat)
Uh, uh (KXVI)
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
Huh, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Jackboy]
See my nigga in a stole-o, I told him, "Go 'head, flip the VIN" (Skrrt, VIN)
See my cellie catch a elbow, watched him take it to the chin (Yeah, chin)
I'll never sell my soul, but I'll sell coke inside the trap (Okay, okay, trap)
Can't ever love no ho, when streets start callin', send 'em back (Bye, back)
They flexin' on these niggas, I don't even gotta hit the gym (Gym)
I'm ballin' hard, I dunk on shit, then hang right on the rim (Rim, grr)
I pulled up in a Rolls, you know I'm jumpin' out the back (Back)
I pay a nigga to drive, so that .45 stay on my lap (Let's go, my lap)

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
I pay a nigga to drive, so if you shoot, I'm shootin' back (Back, fah, fah, fah)
I stack my money tall, I got this bitch same height as Shaq (Shaq)
I remember catchin' city buses, tryna chase my dream (Dream, yeah)
With a pocket full of stolen gold, tryna cash out for some green (Ayy, ayy, ayy, green)
See my cellie catch a elbow like he playin' basketball (Ball)
Bought my ho canary yellow diamonds, pissed my side bitch off (Bling)
I'm steady thumbin' through that money, I done got a paper cut (Cut, grrt, grrt, grrt)
Instead of always tryna diss me, jit, go get your paper up (Get it up, up)