Jammin' Slow

I got a new bitch, swear she bad as fuck niggas talkin' bout me cause my money up

Pop a adderall and then I count it up hit from the back, her ass be loud as fuck

Drank is purple, money blue to tell the truth, I just want you

Come to my bedroom, skip the conversation just me and you, we call that hibernation

Nigga, you foolish, run up on Gun Lee, I lend you a full clip

Shit hold like 50, extendo my bag and it look like a pool stick

On the road to success, I'm just swervin' through some traffic

For the villains, keep a semi-automatic I was the one that they slept on

So I went and made they bed and stole, they check while they was sleepin

I pull up to the scene, I'm fresher than the deacon