Its A Wrap Lyrics

Yeah I'm trynna get my bag right

Don't come to me for cash, don't even ask nice

Really shocking all the people with my raps, I'm that nice

Flows for days, and zero questions, no gaslight

JMack the goat, that's what they say and what they act like

Jewelry on my neck and my watch, I have ice

Want a jmack feature, be ready, I have price

Buy shoes often, at the shop they give me half price

Throw on a beat, and I eat easy

Killing the track, and yeah I be freaky

But the melody clean and it be squeaky

RIP the track, good game, GG's

So out the league, they trynna be like me

Dick riders talkin' all that shit, get off my D

Cali' born and raised, Orange County, not I.E.

Now I'm West Valley livin', Arizona my I.D.

Really in the dessert, where them cactus be

Damn it's really hot in Phoenix, like me rapping on this beat

I annihilate the mic, yeah shit is not sweet

Thinking should I drop the album, do y'all want the eight piece

Tell me, tell me, yeah do you want it all

Like a starter, no role player, yeah I'm gonna ball

Need my money Wembanyana, stand it up real tall

Need some fire for the verse, I'm the one they go to call

If not the best then why chase it

Fly shit only, damn I could never go out basic

Boujee and rich I wanna tell momma I made it

Just an independent artist making moves ooh yea they hate it

Fuck it, let me get 'em mad, make 'em really paranoid

I'm headed to the stu', know that got 'em real annoyed

My obsession to the craft, no that cannot get destroyed

Got reels to my music from Japan up to Detroit

Yeah, I'm like that

My voice over these beats yeah I know you like that

Devoted to my work, yeah and I can pride that

My dreams cannot get broken if I always fight back

Now who yo' favorite artist, I bet you say jmack

I'm sliding on this beat, Oh yeah I do that every track

Got skinny jeans on, but I need my pockets fat

Damn a Louie wallet cool but I need backpack for the racks

Can't be hoppin' on yo' tracks without a fee without a tax

I be doing the most, I push my limits to the max

Got big ass goals, I wanna reach them big stats

Yeah skrt off the lot, a nice Benz and Maybach

I be flowin' the greatest, and yeah that's no cap

I probably could sing, but damn I'm chillin' with this rap

Yeah the heat is what I bring, and every song I know I snap

Yeah y'all done heard enough, ima call this shit a wrap

That's a wrap