Jamaican Blood Lyrics

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I got money on my mind all the time

You know twenty four seven everyday I'm on the grind

Big 2 tone VVS diamonds on me shine

Tailor made everything European style

Black and white corvette kick it in drive

No roof on the shit blow the smoke to the sky

Drop top OG Kush gettin' high

Blue face hunnid dollar bills stacking up piles

Red and black Lambo call dat shit checkers

I just land a truck load of weight double deckers

The whole world already know I'm a big stepper

Flyest n**** out here breaking these records

While I'm making hit records fake nikkaz be hating

Call me Wocka Flocka I go hard in da paint

I got Cuban links and I ain't talking bout chains

Now if you listen real close you goan hear what I'm saying

So high like hello I'm feeling mellow

Bart Simpson diamonds on me yellow

Black Robert Dinero and i ain't a good fellow

My chick pretty like Lala and I ain't Carmelo

You know I got dat Zaza

I put fire to the white and I ain't talking Marshmallow

I'm a million dollar n**** black Jeff Besos

I'm racking up US Yeng Pounds and Pesos

I got money on my mind all the time

You know twenty four seven everyday I'm on the grind

Big 2 tone VVS diamonds on me shine

Tailor made everything European style

Black and white corvette kick it in drive

No roof on the shit blow the smoke to the sky

Drop top OG Kush gettin' high

Blue face hunnid dollar bills stacking up piles

Hunnids on hunnids you know I got dat tunnel

Vision I want my cash liquid funnel

All black everything tinted up hummer

Young Birdman uptown I'm a big stunna

I freeze up the summer I heat up the winter

I make the money fast they call me a sprinter

You know I got all out for the paper like a printer

I'm bout to f*** up di net inter

Intercept cash open up doors dat you can't enter

When di police ask if I'm a gang member

I tell them I ain't got no affiliation

I'm high as hell don't believe in limitation

I'm so low key dey look up to me

You a mini me di streets saying you a imitation

Now you crashing parties mad you ain't get no invitation

Over 55 g'z what it cost for my necklace

I'm packing the strap I can't ride around reckless

Not H&R still I run the block like Tetris

I represent my society still labeled a menace

I'm so icy from head to toe started a flood

I pour da Hennessy all over da floor

Givenchy so clean and I came from out da mud

I'm in a red Lamborghini Jamaican Blood

I got money on my mind all the time

You know twenty four seven everyday I'm on the grind

Big 2 tone VVS diamonds on me shine

Tailor made everything European style

Black and white corvette kick it in drive

No roof on the shit blow the smoke to the sky

Drop top OG Kush gettin' high

Blue face hunnid dollar bills stacking up piles