Jake Hill - Jamflex lyrics

Alright Pinecone I got a song for you to get on What! It's real ignorant, just like you like it. Doesn't have any real meanings Oh so now you want me get on the track after 8 months. “Oh my name Jake Hill, all my songs 'bout being sad” Shut up dude, I thought we'd do a song together cause everybody misses you. I mean we don't have to if you don't want to Hell nah! Drop dat shiet Alright here it goes (beat starts) Man what the f**k kinda beat dis is? It's all good, just, do it Run up on em like its 06 Kidz ranqe I been stacking up the mils Keep em piled in the bank Pinecone Jake hill Yeah we going super saiyan Farming all the gp like I'm venezuelan I been stacking up the profit Ain't stopping no competition F**k a city ima run up In the wildy and get it I keep it rolling With the motherf**ing squad 300 Leonidas kick em to the Bottom of the summit Gold wrapped around my whip Ain't talking cars, from the abyss We been at the top We ain't ever gonna plummit Try to catch me slipping Then we sending you to lumbridge God damn Know we had to do it to em On the side walk Hands lock I don't conversate I let the bands talk Pinecone gang We gon yell it til' the end Taking over never quit Then we do it all again Man you got me fu'ed up rappin' bout video games ‘n s**t Just trust me dude. Just do your verse Hell naw I ain't gonn' Do you want money, or not? Man, f**k! Pinecone, ya My gun go blat My car go nyerm Ion't want you b***h she fat In my hood I flip dem brick F**k da' police ain't no snitch Lil Pinecone I'm my own shoota Only care 'bout the money imma rob da j**ler Ol' stanky a*s hoe in my inbox She got crusty toes in dem flip flops Pinecone f**k you ba'y mamma Your girlfriend look like a baby llama Talk dat s**t imma run up on 'em Bust dat clip den you a goner I ain't f**in roun' imma OG Errbody in da hood dey know me Pay up cuz you owe me Trap all day it's OT You nerdy a*s mother f**a' gimme my god damn money. Next time you ask me to do a song, it better not be 'bout no stupid a*s gameee.