MonstaBeatz - JLC lyrics

Through text message we plot the takeover Can't talk out loud 'round these chauffeurs Way on the outskirts we have slick meetings Lookin' over our shoulders, mother f**in' lip readers just wanna know what I told ya What I rolled ya Wake up and smell the Folgers, crystals on my doja The b**hes on your posters really comin' over Feelin' that jet livin', dosin' off on suede sofas Wakin' up to mimosas, joy rides and high-priced rollsters My side, east life keep them trees rollin' Hundred dollar bills foldin' Fools countin' on me to f** up I'm countin' up that money as it's pourin' in Jets n***a, you know it's them Losin' to me for you would be a win Jets n***a, you know it's them Losin' to me for you would be a win I had to say that again Jet life commandments Jet life commandments Mother f**ers better meet my demand list Jet life commandments Jet life commandments First order of business is make the fam rich Laid back chillin', posted Livin' like a villain, mostly Coast to Coast G Rap hustlin', smokin' Our places you not allowed to go in The beats b**h n***as is scared of, I goes in, on So King Kong go ahead with that Felicia a** cred What he smokin' on, personal, this mine, it won't work for you Your whole click in trouble, need a focus group Learn you on how to earn but you uncoachable What you want me to do Fall back like the top, all that And the half a joint pimpin' I'm high