Black Bentleys JG Trigga

[Intro]
It’s JG Trigga!
All you bitches petty, I know you all ain’t ready
I be making money, I’ll be flexing on you dummies
Hahah.. what you got?
Got flowers, wish I didn’t go receive them
All your lies, I knew I never believed them

[Hook]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
Young bull livin' like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[Verse 1]
Boy, I’m living life without thinking
I swear I’m in the zone, I ain’t blinking
But hey, there’s money to be made..
Not giving a shit ‘bout the hate
Gon’ be in a black Bentley
Rockstar, Jimi Hendrix
Rockin’ Johnny Lennon lenses
SB’s, skinny Levi (Levi’s)
I'm a motherfucking star
Lookin’ fly, know I’m pretty
Fucking bomb, can’t sit with me
Ain’t nobody gonna bring me down