Ja Morant ft. PD jojo Lyrics

It's a parade inside my city, ayy

Wanna come to my crib , she wanna have fun

Walk in the mall and I spend all my funds

Call him El Chapo he got all the drugs

Call that boy Gus, you know he the plug

He chat on the internet, he not a thug

He's just like Ja Morant, he not about shit

That shit is trash, just look at his outfit

That nigga mad he hoppin' on my dick

Ayy, ayy, your bitch is a thot

And she want my attention

She all up in my phone, it be 2 a.m., we be textin

I'm tryna drop that bitch, but she ain't get the message

I pulled up to the spot, and she ate that shit for breakfast

Don't step to my gang, yeah, that be a death wish

Kick her out the crib, and I move to the next bitch

She wanna make a movie, I ain't talkin' bout Netflix

If she cheat on me, then that be a dead bitch

I'm done with her now, scratch her off the checklist

Callin' my phone, she don't get attention

She talk shit, and that boy in the missin

She wanna be my bitch, man, she think that we kissin

Leave him in the ditch, that boy keep on dissin

That nigga a bitch, that nigga a hoe

We ain't in london bitch you could get poked

I shoot at his mans, then fuck on his hoe

I love to get money, I count up pesos

That nigga a bum, he don't got no clothes

He wanted to fight, till I showed him the pole

Pull up to his crib, then empty the 4

Walk in this bitch, they all lookin' at me

I told her, let's fuck, and she took a plan B

I sip my red cup, man, that shit is empty

Left her with a kid, now he is a deadbeat

How many hoes, told her it's plenty

Spoil my bitch, put her in Fendi

I got my chop, that bitch is semi

Close range shot, got blood on my tee

Why he call me gang? He don't know me

He dropped a song, and that shit is so weak

She wanna fuck, and I told her, next week

He wanna verse, it's costin' a fee

He copy my flows, he tryna be me

Took his bitch to Mcdonalds, that shit is so cheap