[Hook: Jay IDK]
Hey God, I pray this money that I'm makin'
Off the Yay' don't catch up
I'm in the kitchen water whippin'
Hey God and my probation agent hatin'
Yeah, she don't really fuck with me
I'm in the kitchen water whippin'
Hey God, hey God, hey God, hey God
Hey God, hey God, hey God
Hey God, hey God, hey God
Let me sell another ounce before they track me down
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
I barely ever get piss tested
But today I'm gettin' piss tested
And what's gon' make it even worse
Is that I took a hit of piff to the lips, nigga I was stressin'
Go to the store like where the Nauzene at
Dirty pee, they gon' treat it like a violent act
When in reality that's what push the violence back
I woulda been murked a nigga if I ain't had no pack
I ain't got no racks, my job ain't paying me crap
They want me to pay my restitution, that's like three stacks
Like how the hell am I gon' get that, the clock is tickin'
The only way to get it in time is to get a lickin'
Go on a mission, load up the .30, that's what I'll do
Sip on a 40 with my homies, then we wait until two
Make it 2:50, grab the .30 and the first one I see
Is gettin' robbed for they money and we split it in three
I gotta think, think, think, think, was that really needed
Was a hundred dollars from the victims worth my freedom?
If the money for the court don't get paid
They gon take it anyway
'Nother dollar, 'nother day, suck my penis
Hey God, I pray this money that I'm makin'
Off the Yay' don't catch up
I'm in the kitchen water whippin'
Hey God and my probation agent hatin'
Yeah, she don't really fuck with me
I'm in the kitchen water whippin'
Hey God, hey God, hey God, hey God
Hey God, hey God, hey God
Hey God, hey God, hey God
Let me sell another ounce before they track me down
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
I barely ever get piss tested
But today I'm gettin' piss tested
And what's gon' make it even worse
Is that I took a hit of piff to the lips, nigga I was stressin'
Go to the store like where the Nauzene at
Dirty pee, they gon' treat it like a violent act
When in reality that's what push the violence back
I woulda been murked a nigga if I ain't had no pack
I ain't got no racks, my job ain't paying me crap
They want me to pay my restitution, that's like three stacks
Like how the hell am I gon' get that, the clock is tickin'
The only way to get it in time is to get a lickin'
Go on a mission, load up the .30, that's what I'll do
Sip on a 40 with my homies, then we wait until two
Make it 2:50, grab the .30 and the first one I see
Is gettin' robbed for they money and we split it in three
I gotta think, think, think, think, was that really needed
Was a hundred dollars from the victims worth my freedom?
If the money for the court don't get paid
They gon take it anyway
'Nother dollar, 'nother day, suck my penis
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