Nemy Rose Beats - 89 lyrics

[Intro: J4yDiZz1e] It's not even how I get money, It's not even how I get b**hes Fame oh yeah I got this cash as my witness Pull on yo block and I f** on your b**hes ahh [Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e] Icey Wrist yeah I'm colder aye, n***as tumble like some bolders aye Got my paper in a folder aye, f** with me I'mma roll ya aye Stick it to him with the fire aye, Smoking droe I'm getting higher aye Young boy with the fire aye, Always working never tired aye I got more 40's than hair on Jamaicans, Chopper ring heavy that b**h be Earthquaking Balling out with the cash don't be mistaking, Shoot up your block and your neighbors awaken Hit a n***a with the heat cause he faking, Born right out the state but came back to shake it Yeah we in the kitchen n***a we baking, Big things got big thing for b**h n***as hating [Verse 2: J4yDiZz1e] It's not even how I get money, It's not even how I get b**hes Fame oh yeah I got this cash as my witness Pull on yo block and I f** on your b**hes Knock on his door cause the b**h n***a in it f** n***a hating he mad that I'm with it Bands in my pockets but no need to get it Only need one thing my Spear named it Britiny Front Porch, Out there, Ball on these n***as it's not fair Sorry my n***a your not here up where I'm at I ain't up but I ain't all the way down there Hang by myself cause I'm too legit, And sometimes just me sh** that sh** is lit Better get good with the shooting sh**, Fore I wild out and I show how that Ruger Spits