unemployment - bornbandz, teejayx6 & kasher quon lyrics
[producer tag]
ooh, sav k!lled it
[teejayx6]
if you a real n*gga getting money, i salute
i don’t keep my sh*t on safety, gotta be ready to shoot
blowing back to back ‘woods in the crib like i’m snoop
i see my opps dressing fancy, put them n*ggas in the suit’
1942 and bad hoes in the suite
og told me “look both ways playing in the street”
$800 for a zip of za, why would i buy a natural leaf?
bought a box of backwoods, it’s gone before i go to sleep
n*gga, add it all up, don’t give a f*ck about my total
i can do a n*gga unemployment, seen your social
f*ck a b*tch good, now she getting all emotional
police trying to question me about scams, like i’m supposed to know
[bornbandz a]
driving in a beamer like a scat pack, doing them o’s
bust out my life, and you n*ggas still out here broke
came out the blue with these bands, i’m making them know
i’m not in a gang, but i still be f*cking with k!llers
if he run off with the bag, i’ll go in and k!ll him
like amiri jeans, i’ve got more than a thousand of them
n*ggas acting lame, y’all do not be out here winning
you and your b*tch looking like she probably a n*gga
chilling in the hills, so you know i gotta change these [??]
b*tch, you got a diaper booty, and you with the broke ass n*ggas
n*ggas talking crazy on the ‘gram, up in fake rolls
b*tches be with you, sucking d*ck, she gon’ get exposed
[kasher quon]
i’m sick, n*ggas think they getting off with fake clothes
just told this lil’ b*tch “hurry up, and don’t take long”
i just had a threesome last night with two hoes
and i ran off on my plug for two bowls
i told him “i ain’t get the package”
i’m tryna send some unemployment cards, i need your address
my lean man just called in with some hi*tech
this my second cup, but i still don’t feel high yet
i don’t wanna get this b*tch pregnant, i need a latex
a n*gga said he gon’ rob me, that’s a fake page
i just got pulled over and gave them a fake name
just because we went to high school, we cannot hang
[bornbandz b]
set the play on these n*ggas with girly computer
i’ll put money on his head from unemployment
had to fire my old b*tch, she ain’t check the mail
i got fire ‘bout to hit when i check the mail
track runners on my feet, you can’t step on these
off a perc, hit a freak then i made her leave
when i look out the window, i see palm trees
we out the way, we out in cali [??] hercules
break a b*tch down to the ground, make her hit her knees
bend it over, hit it from the side cuz i’m off a bink
bornbandz [??] we up next, ball it with my team
he probably mad i hit his b*tch, but i forgot about it
[teejayx6]
if you a real n*gga getting money, i salute
i don’t keep my sh*t on safety, gotta be ready to shoot
blowing back to back ‘woods in the crib like i’m snoop
i see my opps dressing fancy, put them n*ggas in the suit’
[kasher quon]
i’m sick, n*ggas think they getting off with fake clothes
just told this lil’ b*tch “hurry up, and don’t take long”
i just had a threesome last night with two hoes
and i ran off on my plug for two bowls
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