J.O.T.Y (Jam of the year) Lyrics

Roll me up two doubies put that smoke in the air

This that turn up while we burn up bring that liquor over here

Cup just runneth over with that E&J

Mixed with a monster slumping me no way

I've been on a ona binge bitch

Switching wheels shit

Pop up on the crew and get into some fucking real shit

I mean like being stranded in the hills shit

With the whole clique

Gotta meet up at the Dennys on some bargain meals tips

Nigga no lie

We stay fly

No switching sides

We all about peace

Got one on the side of my hip

Don't make us bust these clips

Your bitch all on our dicks

You stay riding it

Don't try to fuck me over on these clovers

Red rover, red rover

Come over if you get bolda

Chilling with my soldiers

Wake and bake our culture

Wake up it's that jam of the year with niggas

Chilling with my soldiers

Wake and bake our culture

Wake up it's that jam of the year with niggas

Switching lenses, switching benzes

So we pull up slow

So stupendous, that's the census

Y'all don't get a vote

Shit be trill, ill

Feeling so slick like oil spills

Catch us outside no Dr.Phil

With my bad baby gripping that wheel

Ooo wee,

Nothing but smoke in this coupe b

Pop the roof off let the world see

We wild see cuz I'll be mixing mixing

Mixing Henney with that Remy

Popping these shots like army semi's

All that we can be that shit is plenty

Keep the steel tucked case haters angry

Try to ruin vibes my clip turns empty

Don't be the one to try and end me

We be smoking good and plenty

Getting trashed like we so hefty hefty

Nigga no lie

We stay fly

No switching sides

We all about peace

Got one on the side of my hip

Don't make us bust these clips

Your bitch all on our dicks

You stay riding it

Don't try to fuck me over on these clovers

Red rover, red rover

Come over if you get bolda

Chilling with my soldiers

Wake and bake our culture

Wake up it's that jam of the year with niggas

Chilling with my soldiers

Wake and bake our culture

Wake up it's that jam of the year with niggas

Switching lenses, switching benzes

So we pull up slow

So stupendous, that's the census

Y'all don't get a vote