
You Kant Jelly & Pi'erre Bourne
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[Intro: Jelly]
Yo, Pi'erre
Ayy
(Yo, Pi’erre)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Jelly, Jelly
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Jelly]
They can't fuck with me, I'll put ’em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can’t fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can’t fuck with me, I'll put ’em on they ass (Uh-uh)
[Verse 1: Jelly]
I can't fuck with him, he tellin' on his mans, bruh (I know you tellin')
I’m the nigga with the cash and I back it up (I'm the man)
Got a 40 and an AR in the mattress (Under here)
He an actor and a liar, he a capper (Bet he cappin')
It ain't nothin' to get you touched, I got the cash, bruh (Got the bag)
I got a nigga with the pistols all up on him (He a shooter)
Man, my niggas, they the army, fuck some handguns (We got soldiers)
We ain't playin', we just trappin' and we shoot for fun (We just trappin')
Yo, Pi'erre
Ayy
(Yo, Pi’erre)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Jelly, Jelly
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Jelly]
They can't fuck with me, I'll put ’em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't fuck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can’t fuck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can’t fuck with me, I'll put ’em on they ass (Uh-uh)
[Verse 1: Jelly]
I can't fuck with him, he tellin' on his mans, bruh (I know you tellin')
I’m the nigga with the cash and I back it up (I'm the man)
Got a 40 and an AR in the mattress (Under here)
He an actor and a liar, he a capper (Bet he cappin')
It ain't nothin' to get you touched, I got the cash, bruh (Got the bag)
I got a nigga with the pistols all up on him (He a shooter)
Man, my niggas, they the army, fuck some handguns (We got soldiers)
We ain't playin', we just trappin' and we shoot for fun (We just trappin')
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