[Verse 1: Juss Kev]
Ok I’m back in this bitch, Mackin and shit
With the beats slippin in the back of the whip
Stackin my chips, Laughin and shit
She saw my Chaney now she’s after the dick
And, and bottom half of her thick
Waist all thin like a Africa chick
And she told me to come rap for the clique
Now these hoes be where the passenger sit
Or in the backseat of a black Jeep
Run game like athletes at a track meet
Everything I’m sayin she’s like “Oh that’s sweet”
I know submarines don’t go that deep
When I dig in it, Fall in love before the fifth minute
Give me three and a half even maybe foe
She gon wanna have my baby tho
Let these ladies know I got a wavy flow
Lookin for your girl which way she go?
Man it’s crystal clear, She gon disappear when this nigga’s near
Fly as hell, Equipped with gear
Same bitches used to diss now they quick to cheer
Cause we be popping champagne while you sippin beer
And if you talk about dough man I get it bro
And I ask a bad bitch is you wit it ho?
Oh yeah I’m Juss Kev if you didn’t know
Now watch me switch the flow I'mma spit it slow, Like
Christ miss, My ice is just the nicest
Got this nigga shining like a light switch
With a white bitch chillin all up on the side of me
And my money lookin far as your eyes can see
And baby I’m the shit where them flies a be? Cause
[Hook: Juss Kev]
It’s just another day, We don’t give those fucks away
Lettin somethin play in the bay bumpin Dre
And we stay, Tryna make that dough grow
We be gettin bills still makin sure them hoes know
[Repeats 1 time]
[Verse 2: Travon]
Ok I’m back in this bitch, Relaxin and shit
Rolling up blunts of the massivest shit
Two bad bitches in the back of the whip
But I turned the bitch down on some pacifist shit
Her friend said it’s good so she’s after the dick
Was never trippin I just ash and I sip (Ash and I sip)
No hands on the whip, But I’m on clout 9 driving tractors and shit
Got my nigga rolling and he passin the shit
To the cool Asian bitch with the ass and the tits
Gotta have something I can grab when I slip
In the back of the whip (Back of the whip)
With a wrap and a zip doing, Taxes and shit
On some activist shit, with a bag full of rip
She do anything I say when I rap or I spit
So if anything you should know what’s happening bitch (What’s happening bitch)
You should already know, Choo choo train and we all ready to go
Got my niggas from the trap, And my bitches from the trap
Tryna hit it from the back but she said she like it slow (Said she like it slow)
But my money come fast, Bet you wanna know but I tell her don’t ask
All the bitches wanna come, All the niggas wanna run my
Express is fun but a nigga need cash (Nigga need cash)
Pump brakes like whoa, yeah I get it in but I get it for the low
In it for the girls, But I’m in it for the dough
Yeah you already know what I’m in foe
I stay, I stay tryna make that dough grow
I be gettin bills still makin sure them hoes know
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Juss Kev]
Ok hello, Bitches this is me
Spit shit viciously, Yo misses get this D
Cause my pockets full like Mr. T
Listerine don’t spit this clean
Hustlin tryna get this cream
If I put it in my pockets probably rip my jeans
Nigga fresh as hell when we hit the scene
And I spit a little riddle and diddle her skittles
Skinny girls shake that ass, Big girls make it jiggle
Call my dick Malcolm let me put it in the middle
And I tell them hoes to go blow like a fiddle
And I am who you want to be with Mack words and
I don’t see no one in front of me like backwards man
I got cheese on my head like a packers fan
If you wanna go on a date girl, Ask your man
[Hook]
Ok I’m back in this bitch, Mackin and shit
With the beats slippin in the back of the whip
Stackin my chips, Laughin and shit
She saw my Chaney now she’s after the dick
And, and bottom half of her thick
Waist all thin like a Africa chick
And she told me to come rap for the clique
Now these hoes be where the passenger sit
Or in the backseat of a black Jeep
Run game like athletes at a track meet
Everything I’m sayin she’s like “Oh that’s sweet”
I know submarines don’t go that deep
When I dig in it, Fall in love before the fifth minute
Give me three and a half even maybe foe
She gon wanna have my baby tho
Let these ladies know I got a wavy flow
Lookin for your girl which way she go?
Man it’s crystal clear, She gon disappear when this nigga’s near
Fly as hell, Equipped with gear
Same bitches used to diss now they quick to cheer
Cause we be popping champagne while you sippin beer
And if you talk about dough man I get it bro
And I ask a bad bitch is you wit it ho?
Oh yeah I’m Juss Kev if you didn’t know
Now watch me switch the flow I'mma spit it slow, Like
Christ miss, My ice is just the nicest
Got this nigga shining like a light switch
With a white bitch chillin all up on the side of me
And my money lookin far as your eyes can see
And baby I’m the shit where them flies a be? Cause
[Hook: Juss Kev]
It’s just another day, We don’t give those fucks away
Lettin somethin play in the bay bumpin Dre
And we stay, Tryna make that dough grow
We be gettin bills still makin sure them hoes know
[Repeats 1 time]
[Verse 2: Travon]
Ok I’m back in this bitch, Relaxin and shit
Rolling up blunts of the massivest shit
Two bad bitches in the back of the whip
But I turned the bitch down on some pacifist shit
Her friend said it’s good so she’s after the dick
Was never trippin I just ash and I sip (Ash and I sip)
No hands on the whip, But I’m on clout 9 driving tractors and shit
Got my nigga rolling and he passin the shit
To the cool Asian bitch with the ass and the tits
Gotta have something I can grab when I slip
In the back of the whip (Back of the whip)
With a wrap and a zip doing, Taxes and shit
On some activist shit, with a bag full of rip
She do anything I say when I rap or I spit
So if anything you should know what’s happening bitch (What’s happening bitch)
You should already know, Choo choo train and we all ready to go
Got my niggas from the trap, And my bitches from the trap
Tryna hit it from the back but she said she like it slow (Said she like it slow)
But my money come fast, Bet you wanna know but I tell her don’t ask
All the bitches wanna come, All the niggas wanna run my
Express is fun but a nigga need cash (Nigga need cash)
Pump brakes like whoa, yeah I get it in but I get it for the low
In it for the girls, But I’m in it for the dough
Yeah you already know what I’m in foe
I stay, I stay tryna make that dough grow
I be gettin bills still makin sure them hoes know
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Juss Kev]
Ok hello, Bitches this is me
Spit shit viciously, Yo misses get this D
Cause my pockets full like Mr. T
Listerine don’t spit this clean
Hustlin tryna get this cream
If I put it in my pockets probably rip my jeans
Nigga fresh as hell when we hit the scene
And I spit a little riddle and diddle her skittles
Skinny girls shake that ass, Big girls make it jiggle
Call my dick Malcolm let me put it in the middle
And I tell them hoes to go blow like a fiddle
And I am who you want to be with Mack words and
I don’t see no one in front of me like backwards man
I got cheese on my head like a packers fan
If you wanna go on a date girl, Ask your man
[Hook]
( Juss Kev & Travon )
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