Jackie Brown Lyrics

Having my way with ya hoe and she letting me

Been making money ask Destiny

White men in my wallet my bitches be ebony

In a school zone going seventy

I mix the perc with wok it was heavenly

She know imma dog she still petting me

If you ain't in it then why is you telling me

Got my first whip and I crashed it

I fill the spot up with bags yea we having

Smashing and swerving thru traffic

I made his man's disappear I do magic

I'm rocking Dior like I'm catholic

Christian put hoes on the knees it's a passion

My bro made a hemi from trapping

He get the pack and he flip it gymnastics

He really bitch he a actress

Go in the booth and he lie it's a talent

Not regular I'm far from average

I put a check on his head and they cash it

No kizzy I'm smashing the baddest

Can't find her waist I think somebody snatched it

Ima star I might cop me a Patek

I put some tits on the chop now she ratchet

I'm popping bottles got hoes in my section and they twerking naked you got respect

Ran up a ten went and bought me a necklace

He think a demon get sent to the reverend

If we get pulled over ain't nobody telling

You posting a bitch I been hit I ain't jealous

My young Niggas slimey believe it they stepping no question them young niggas ruthless and reckless

Having my way with ya hoe and she letting me

Been making money ask Destiny

White men in my wallet my bitches be ebony

In a school zone going seventy

I mix the perc with wok it was heavenly

She know imma dog she still petting me

If you ain't in it then why is you telling me

Yo bitch wanna fuck with my ice on

Score on a opp one on one this a iso

Move wrong in this bitch catch a hallow

My bitch a ten and she built like mulatto

Don't care bout ya past can you swallow

I know some hoes who gone fuck for a follow

When it's beef niggas ducking they taco

Ran up a mill think I just hit the lotto

Let's go body for body like Rylo

Fuck bitches get money the motto

I'm tripping I'm speeding thru potholes

Don't play we turn niggas to pot roast

Nigga quit all that moaning and bitching

Chase niggas down gotta jumping the fences

It be the same niggas acting for bitches in person the pussy they turn into crickets

I can't simp for a hoe I'm too player

In private we fucking in public we strangers

Can't go if I can't bring the banger

I got the stick in the club you in danger

And we still stuffing souls in a rillos

Bought her a ass I need something to fill on

Niggas be capping and talking to pillows

I took a break from the rapping I'm still on

Having my way with ya hoe and she letting me

Been making money ask Destiny

White men in my wallet my bitches be ebony

In a school zone going seventy

I mix the perc with wok it was heavenly

She know imma dog she still petting me

If you ain't in it then why is you telling me