Jiffy Baby Smoove

[Intro]
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Your bitch in my face, she—, mm
Looks like I'm sellin' bricks
Look down at my—, yeah

[Verse 1]
Your bitch in my face, I might let her lick the tip
Look down at my wrist, it look like I'm sellin' bricks
My whole outfit ERD, you don't even know what the fuck this is
My car cost three hundred thousand, I feel like I'm Money Mitch

[Bridge]
Yeah, mm
I feel like I'm Money—
My niggas sell that—
Hmm

[Verse 2]
Lot of niggas 'round me servin', lot of niggas 'round you snitch
Niggas know that shit be dangerous, they'll never sell me hit
You gon' treat her like an angel, when she with me, she get lit
I can't dangle all in my hood 'cause thеse niggas, they ain't on shit
I got niggas that won't do nothin', just pop pills, take hits
Pop two 10s and I'm ridin' solo in my 'Cat, just mе and switchy
I can't hang with pussy niggas, they always on pussy shit
He risked his life for that money and he spent it on a bitch
They throwin' F's and they rollin', you know most my niggas Crips
I went and bought 'em, they ain't stolen, but I remember takin' shit
I can't believe niggas trollin', bowlin', I don't say shit
I put Tuss' on top of what I pour, my pop so fuckin' thick
I'm smokin' 'za, my nigga right here with me dead, been takin' hits
I be sippin' for the taste, but I love the high that's with it
Dug your bitch, I do just what I want, I might just go three-sixty
How you the only nigga fuckin' with that jeweler? Somethin' fishy
Spent a million all on jewelry, green kit, it cost two-fifty
Niggas cool with being broke, but to me, that shit be iffy
You know I hop out with two fullies, mix a nigga like some Jiffy