(Chorus)
We at your door just like Fedex
Spent a whole 40 bands just for my Patek
Niggas be playing these jokes, I ain’t holding no smoke
I let niggas have it
When’s it’s time to go, all my niggas gone spray
We got the caskets for bodies today
On my way to the top, it ain’t no time to waste
Eat up the beat like I eat up a plate
(Verse 1: JTĆ Mario)
Yeah, 3rd on the beat
I’m coming back in like I left for a week
I got in this house when I ain’t have a key
And you know that it’s fire when I’m on the beat
JTC Mario really a bad man
Full of diesel, go look at the gas hand
Bringing the heat and you get you a sun tan
Making these benjis, it ain’t no more taxing
I get the Eagles to send you a message
Popping these bottles like we at a wedding
Without my shoes, I’m still forever stepping
Shout out my boys for still keeping a weapon
Niggas be hating on me , what the fuck
You looking for smoke, you trying your luck
I hop out with Dracs, you better duck
And we keep the sticks inside the truck
Aw, yeah, niggas be dissing on me so I gotta remind them
Aw, yeah, why the fuck JTC hard but ain’t nobody signed him?
Aw, yeah, I’m in the booth and you know that I’m lit off the Ganja
Aw, yeah, he looking for smoke , well we gotta find him
(Chorus)
We at your door just like Fedex
Spent a whole 40 bands just for my Patek
Niggas be playing these jokes, I ain’t holding no smoke
I let niggas have it
When’s it’s time to go, all my niggas gone spray
We got the caskets for bodies today
On my way to the top, it ain’t no time to waste
Eat up the beat like I eat up a plate
(Verse 2: MG3)
Yeah, it’s 3rd on the fucking beat
Crusise around the city with the fucking heat
Got JTC & NickNack with me
Heard you niggas want smoke , let’s see
We pull up to the fucking scene
We ain’t going out like Reese so don’t fucking play with me
Getting so much bread, look like we hit the lottery
Yeah, we hit that NickNack sweep
You niggas looking real salty
And my dawg hit your bitch last week, I told your ass she for the team
Someone call up the attorney ‘cause we left your mans in the streets
Yeah , your man in the streets
Yeah, we left your mans in the streets
7 days and 6 nights , that shit was a long one
Them pussy niggas told but I know where to find them
Talking like rats all over fucking Ganja
This up in smoke this way til the time comes
Til the times comes, let’s just wait til the times come
Sipping on Wok, man, my kindneys drowning
JTC said come through, it’s time to drop now
We letting niggas have it, we ain’t playing
We letting shit spray
Might go cop me a new AK
Young, hunble nigga tryna stay out the way
You mess with fam then you see my face
You mess with fam then you see my face
(Chorus)
We at your door just like Fedex
Spent a whole 40 bands just for my Patek
Niggas be playing these jokes, I ain’t holding no smoke
I let niggas have it
When’s it’s time to go, all my niggas gone spray
We got the caskets for bodies today
On my way to the top, it ain’t no time to waste
Eat up the beat like I eat up a plate
We at your door just like Fedex
Spent a whole 40 bands just for my Patek
Niggas be playing these jokes, I ain’t holding no smoke
I let niggas have it
When’s it’s time to go, all my niggas gone spray
We got the caskets for bodies today
On my way to the top, it ain’t no time to waste
Eat up the beat like I eat up a plate
(Verse 1: JTĆ Mario)
Yeah, 3rd on the beat
I’m coming back in like I left for a week
I got in this house when I ain’t have a key
And you know that it’s fire when I’m on the beat
JTC Mario really a bad man
Full of diesel, go look at the gas hand
Bringing the heat and you get you a sun tan
Making these benjis, it ain’t no more taxing
I get the Eagles to send you a message
Popping these bottles like we at a wedding
Without my shoes, I’m still forever stepping
Shout out my boys for still keeping a weapon
Niggas be hating on me , what the fuck
You looking for smoke, you trying your luck
I hop out with Dracs, you better duck
And we keep the sticks inside the truck
Aw, yeah, niggas be dissing on me so I gotta remind them
Aw, yeah, why the fuck JTC hard but ain’t nobody signed him?
Aw, yeah, I’m in the booth and you know that I’m lit off the Ganja
Aw, yeah, he looking for smoke , well we gotta find him
(Chorus)
We at your door just like Fedex
Spent a whole 40 bands just for my Patek
Niggas be playing these jokes, I ain’t holding no smoke
I let niggas have it
When’s it’s time to go, all my niggas gone spray
We got the caskets for bodies today
On my way to the top, it ain’t no time to waste
Eat up the beat like I eat up a plate
(Verse 2: MG3)
Yeah, it’s 3rd on the fucking beat
Crusise around the city with the fucking heat
Got JTC & NickNack with me
Heard you niggas want smoke , let’s see
We pull up to the fucking scene
We ain’t going out like Reese so don’t fucking play with me
Getting so much bread, look like we hit the lottery
Yeah, we hit that NickNack sweep
You niggas looking real salty
And my dawg hit your bitch last week, I told your ass she for the team
Someone call up the attorney ‘cause we left your mans in the streets
Yeah , your man in the streets
Yeah, we left your mans in the streets
7 days and 6 nights , that shit was a long one
Them pussy niggas told but I know where to find them
Talking like rats all over fucking Ganja
This up in smoke this way til the time comes
Til the times comes, let’s just wait til the times come
Sipping on Wok, man, my kindneys drowning
JTC said come through, it’s time to drop now
We letting niggas have it, we ain’t playing
We letting shit spray
Might go cop me a new AK
Young, hunble nigga tryna stay out the way
You mess with fam then you see my face
You mess with fam then you see my face
(Chorus)
We at your door just like Fedex
Spent a whole 40 bands just for my Patek
Niggas be playing these jokes, I ain’t holding no smoke
I let niggas have it
When’s it’s time to go, all my niggas gone spray
We got the caskets for bodies today
On my way to the top, it ain’t no time to waste
Eat up the beat like I eat up a plate
( JT Mari )
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