Jayson Tatum ft. Saudi Laflare & Saudi Birdy Lyrics

They think this shit a game, 'till they really get some extra rounds

My gas that shit extra loud, xotic bows they taxin' now

Nigga, I don't want ya hoe, that bitch been extra passed around

Damn I love that vacuum sound, no Miami, rollin' loud

I get bows and break it down, I can't do no loafin' now

Damn, she bad, she so thick, but she fuck with goofy clowns

In the Audi, ridin' round, yeah, we just be dumpin' pounds

I done busted many jugs, can't return to certain towns

Bussed so many plays in Florida, I done turned that bitch to Vegas

Time to get some brand new work, cause pharmacies burn all they faces

Rather live a basic life, but my bitch is far from basic

I ain't gon' lie, I'm still new to money, but I think it's time to save

Stack it, yeah, it's time to save, move wocky, then I ain't relating

Got a lot up on my plate, ain't talkin' racks, I gotta skate

Smokin' big bad woods, nigga, I ain't vapin

Feelin' lucky, countin' green, I feel like Jason Tatum

If he try to play with gang, can't nobody save him

I call all my niggas' brothers, but we not related

I had meat roll in my pocket, police confiscated

Got too fried, popped the addy just to concentrate