Assisted Suicide Lyrics

July 9th, a star was born, hailing from Glenn Dale

The gun toting, fast driving, reincarnation of Chief Keef

He wasn't always janky

It all started good

Then someone lit a spark within

Jankzah was activated

You've heard 1,

You've heard 1.5

This is like no other

This is Jankzah 2, By FreeMoney Glo

Free Free

I can up my stick and help a nigga die

That's not a murder, I call that assisted suicide

Had to jump up in the trap cuz it was do or die

Secret Service shooters, might pull up in suit and ties

I hit a drift up in the Charger niggas coulda died

Shit hit the fan and niggas told when niggas coulda lied

I brought my sticks into the school like it was Columbine

I'm rocking Who Decides War, these ain't Number Nine

Ski mask stay on top my head, I'm ready to rob a nigga

I came with After.Fame, Quawn and Lil Baba nigga

Me and my father tote guns, yeah I'm bonding with him

And if my bro throw a grenade then I'm bombing with him

You know how I'm coming

Off the piece my life is free, i ain't spending money

This CDG up on my tee, i don't rock Armani

Robbed a player on my team, give no fucks about it

Yeah

This Jankzah 2 pussy nigga

I'm back in effect

I was doing a whole lotta slow shit

Whole lot of melodic shit

Less robbing, less jugging

Fuck that shit I'm back nigga