Mary Jane! Lyrics

Whole lotta niggas, wanna talk on my name, we back at the choppa, they gon learn my name

I'm a young rich nigga, with a lot of shit I can afford

And soon I'ma get out the hood, they gon put my name onto Forbes

Yeah I really came up off late at night, I got a show and I catch a flight

If you talk on the gang you get left on the floor, I tell his hoe good night

At the rate I be spendin' my money, you probably gon' think that a nigga won't stay up

Nigga like me put a ball on her rim, I run to that shit, do a layup

Oh, you wanna feature, so pay up, your life is a lie, made up

I think it's crazy how I met your bitch, she was liking my stories, after y'all break up

And I swear, that nigga gon' stay up, hunnid dollar bills, I'll stay up

That bitch, she gon' fuck in the gang, rocking my Prada and Lang

You better stay right in this lane, cause he gonna hate when it rain

And if he say my name up in vain, I think I'm gon' hit a stain

He keep suckin' my dick, like, what do you gain?

I'm shootin' shit up like a COD campaign

I run to the bag, I look like Usain

I'm on the top floor smoking Mary Jane!