Oh No Jay Gwuapo (Ft. Calboy)
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[Chorus: Jay Gwuapo]
VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm juggin', finessin', I might get it poppin'
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wildin' on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles
[Verse 1: Jay Gwuapo]
Wait, I got my fans rushing for the tape, they can't stop
Balenciaga on me, I be flexing, I be doing a lot
No smoke, they don't want it, hese pussy niggas'll dropped
Rus Balla got me, he gon' stay beside me, you ain't seeing me flop
Front if you want guns, with us, it can get lit
We had it up, whole gang tryna get rich
Packed up with tools, we throw shots if they miss
Gang, gang, gang
[Chorus: Jay Gwuapo]
VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm juggin', finessin', I might get it poppin'
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wildin' on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles
VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm juggin', finessin', I might get it poppin'
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wildin' on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles
[Verse 1: Jay Gwuapo]
Wait, I got my fans rushing for the tape, they can't stop
Balenciaga on me, I be flexing, I be doing a lot
No smoke, they don't want it, hese pussy niggas'll dropped
Rus Balla got me, he gon' stay beside me, you ain't seeing me flop
Front if you want guns, with us, it can get lit
We had it up, whole gang tryna get rich
Packed up with tools, we throw shots if they miss
Gang, gang, gang
[Chorus: Jay Gwuapo]
VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm juggin', finessin', I might get it poppin'
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wildin' on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles
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