Fuck da Jury Lyrics

That's normally how it be

And you just start recording

Fuck da jury

Never not record how about that

Huh

Stop fucking with him man

This money nigga

Wake up early got court in the morning

If he run up on me he a dummy

I be sipping on lean like it's honey

I be seeing my dreams up in person

I be wishing it's different but fuck it

I be full of that Za so i'm nervous

I be clutching on straps like i'm Urkel

Big drip I got caught in the rain

Call my choppa Adele let it sang

If it ain't bout not money let it rang

Got a heart on my shirt came from play

I don't trip off the price I just pay

Don't regret what I did I just pray

Fuck they opinion i'm fucking they bae

They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

Jumped in yo bitch like a acrobat

If you really wanna you can have her back

Ain't in to making post or writing back

Catch that lil nigga put em on a flat

I been sipping out the bottle like its similac

I been pushing this ford like a corvette

I got Comme des Garçons as my fabrics

Tired of giving niggas all these passes

I gave bread when it was my last

Couldn't even get a ride when I asked

Making money off zip locks bags

You did what you did

But that shit in the past

I know what I said but we still on yo ass

A nigga clean but my piss dirty

Gotta keep a gun fuck a jury

That nigga a hoe I can tell he scary

Wake up early got court in the morning

If he run up on me he a dummy

I be sipping on lean like it's honey

I be seeing my dreams up in person

I be wishing it's different but fuck it

I be full of that Za so i'm nervous

I be clutching on straps like i'm Urkel

Big drip I got caught in the rain

Call my choppa Adele let it sang

If it ain't bout not money let it rang

Got a heart on my shirt came from play

I don't trip off the price I just pay

Don't regret what I did I just pray

Fuck they opinion i'm fucking they bae

They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

Walk in the bank like a bandit

I know you can't stand it

Dead niggas in my pockets blue banded

Niggas ain't street

Gone stand in the grass than

Take yo ass out like a mother fucking trash man

Step Out the trap with some 448's

You would have thought

I was the mother fucking mailman

Trap moving to slow

Start hitting them with some sales than

Yeah you know i'm the mother fucking business man

If I gave you my word I'm a do it than

Real G's fuck up but get it right back

And do it again I ain't going for shit

Let nigga get me once it won't happen again

I'm still on his top like I work at lids

I was working the clock I was bagging than

Got two straps like John Wick

You move slick I bust shit

On my head I got Eight wicks

Hell yeah Like a Haitian

I want him dead I want him faceless

Close case no traces

Up out the states Now I'm beating my cases

You thought I was gone

So you gone head replaced me

And now that i'm up

I'm a eat in yo face bitch

Wake up early got court in the morning

If he run up on me he a dummy

I be sipping on lean like it's honey

I be seeing my dreams up in person

I be wishing it's different but fuck it

I be full of that Za so i'm nervous

I be clutching on straps like i'm Urkel

Big drip I got caught in the rain

Call my choppa Adele let it sang

If it ain't bout not money let it rang

Got a heart on my shirt came from play

I don't trip off the price I just pay

Don't regret what I did I just pray

Fuck they opinion i'm fucking they bae

They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid