Jewels Lyrics

Black Preme Ski off the Hart, bitch I'm crispy

Nigga poured up a line of green, got em tipsy

Hard to get it in the club, security bein' frisky

Leave a mark on your neck, ain't givin' out no hickey

People scared of how I drive, cause a nigga stabbin'

Runnin' out of wishes, better wish you in Aladdin

Toss the hoe to bro, he tryna hit like he be battin'

Niggas need to hop up on the stream they just chattin'

You don't want the Chop to anything, that bitch yackin'

I'm in YapTown, turns out you the captain

Bitch call me Rich Baby Daddy, I ain't mackin'

Niggas think we cool, play it cordial I ain't jackin'

Playin' both sides, my eye twitchin', been to whacked em

Thought he had QB sneak, til I sacked him

Add yourself to a problem, to subtract him

They ain't know I'm still runnin', I just lapped em

Beat the bitch pussy, she ain't gotta grab her

brother though

Fuckin' on this girl, but I be thinkin' bout another hoe

Boy ooh, bitch,

Trickin' on that bitch

And boy, you bout to suck another toe

Cuz do not beef with everybody got another 4

Jizzle Balboa, but I might add another bow

I'm geeked up ain't in the bed, bitch, I'm on the floor

Big bitch all on my side, like I'm flashin' tits

I been servin' cracker after cracker, I ain't talkin' Ritz

Dagger on my side, ain't a chef, cut him into bits

Boy, you know you don't want no smoke, you ain't in the mix

Niggas act like kids, you a child, boy, I got some Trix

Nigga couldn't afford no Wock now he Coppin' Trish

Nigga mad about a bop bitch, ain't no locksmith

I ain't Chris if Will slapped me, I woulda Rocked Smith

A couple racks just in shoes, spentsome money makin' blues

Hopstep with the tool, havin' motion' up in school

Dude tryna see blood like I don't know who bool

Couple dollars just for cuz, just to talk, not on food

I might be very nice, but don't take me as a fool

Voice come with a price, my throat comin' with some jewels

Baby girl, want a baby, thinkin' condoms get em through

Gettin' money, givin' money, got me in my preacher mood

She said she ain't trippin', so I left it's tumbleweeds

I been ready for the come up, know that this come with greed

People turn to a leech, gotta watch who you feed

If I'm in, trust the process like I roll with Embiid

Boy I'm laying in the trenches

I ain't Meech, get a Tee

Who you get this beat from

Boy, this shit came from E

Well, the first one did

Stop playin'