G.I. Jada Lyrics

I'm in a white place looking out in the back of the morning, hitting on a bitch and I'm uh,

Walking in looking in the back of the morning, hitting on a little bitch and I'm uh, uh

Walking in looking in the back of the morning, hitting on a little bitch and I'm uh, uh

He get put on a plate and then you know you get fried, huh? Ain't no reason to lie

I'm a thief in the night, young Bruce Wayne, a thief in the skys

The nigga had a chance to get out with that hoe, gangnem creep from the side

For security, niggas take off on a flight, leave in one minute then take off at night

One call, I make niggas move in a spot. It's kinda hard, I see smoke in the box

I could've had Lil' Jada kiss but I didn't want the lox

She mad that I stayed with the clique but I got to get knocts

The fuck? Don't you know niggas outside will kill ya for that

Nah, nah, they get you for that goofy ass shit, man

That year we fucked. I put that hoe on the mat

Man, literally, I put that whore on the map. Didn't know who I was, she just seen racks

Dem features, man, I put a tax on that

I left that hoe, she call me back to back

I be violent on niggas, I'd rather just track

I told bro, he don't gotta trap. The opps do the most

They talking that coast to coast to papi but them niggas boast

Nigga, these prada kicks, know that you like these

Got this shirt back from the front of the show

Landlord knockin, hit at his door

And stop all that yapping, they tapping your phone

Damn, leave him alone

Do as I say, but nigga, don't sing along

My mama turned shit to a gorgeous home

The foot on the play was Santonio Holmes

That hoe start to black out when she see no racks out

And fucking around, start giving cranial dome

Look at how we got Henn, Patron

I ain't leading no hoe, but I'm hitting her own

One call, I make niggas move with the step

Walk through shows, Out designer stores on a roll

Could've put the bitch out, I ain't wanna get your hoe

She wanna get new titties, baby, I just pay for clothes

Accessories, she get everything in the low

The best of me, that bitch head of me, I go ghost

Man, we don't buy the session out, we just make her toast

She see that I got money now, now she play her roll