Verse 1 : JB Bin Laden
JB man i'm in this b**h
I'm off the sh**s and in this sh**
I got all my n***as up in this b**h
Chiraq to BK, and I'm JAYCRITCH
50 shots in the mac, let me spray sh**
12 snatch us up, bet we ain't snitch
A lot of n***as foolin' on they lame sh**
So I gotta switch lanes quick
But I still can't change b**h
I got the fans getting at "Why the f** JB ain't rich?"
But that ain't gone change sh**
I still post on the same strip
Same n***as same sh**
I want the money and fame b**h
I got thots and a main b**h
I get high, feel brainless
These n***as they nameless, always wanna claim sh**
My lil n***as tameless, always wanna bang sh**
You n***as just lost it
Ball hard, I'm exhausted
Tryna get my money large like Halsted
Blowin' smoke like a exhaust pipes
Just live the boss life
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I kinda wanna watch y'all's life
f** y'all and y'all life
The opps mad cause they lost life
Never in my life i have a n***a thought twice
Off the yops and it's all night
Blow a sack but its all right
Cause i'm gonna get it all back
And show these n***as they all wack
All I know is bands, no friends, just tryna get more bands
And it's f** a b**h, no romance
Me and bankrolls we hold hands
These n***as, I don't do no plan
We'll slide and do a drill on your land
Shooting both of hands, gettin' lined up, you and yo mans
Now he pourin' out the line up
That's why I'm yellin' "Free The Guys" for
And i'm L'A GANG b**h, that's why I drop my Y's for
? so keep your eyes up, 9 tucked
Snakes in disguise bruh
You ain't really trynna die bruh
But anyway, n***a don't mind us
Cause it's real on the drive bruh
I ain't lyin' bruh
A lot of shells flyin by ya
Bullets burn like fire
Can't f** with a liar
Cause that mean you fake
These n***as wearing wires, they the motherf**in' jakes
And i'm still droppin' rakes on the block all day
Turn a n***a to a day
And my car look like the bat-mobile, and crib look like the cave
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