fresh off the plane - jbillz lyrics
[intro: jbillz]
i’m in seattle with this sh*t, yeah
i’m in seattle with a bl!ck
no cap
[hook: jbillz]
i’m on that i don’t give a f*ck
i’m tryna f*ck a n*gga b*tch
you diss my gang, give me a reason just to come and split yo sh*t
you name a young n*gga fresh off the plane
first thing he got a stick
and i ain’t worried about no ‘nother n*gga
b*tch i’m tryna get rich
[verse 1: jbillz]
riding with that wish a n*gga would, you never seen before
trappin till the sun down, need to be inside a studio
lookin at my brother like somebody gotta f*ck this ho
i really love that n*gga, how could me and him go beef about a ho
i’m screaming f*ck a deal
f*ck these labels they ain’t coming out for me
i see the hate don’t pay attention to comments
hatеd by many men
but i’ll bust a n*gga sh*t
it’s a known fact these n*ggas b*tchеs
i f*cked yo bm bout a year ago n*gga get up out yo feelings
[hook: jbillz]
i’m on that i don’t give a f*ck
i’m tryna f*ck a n*gga b*tch
you diss my gang, give me a reason just to come and split yo sh*t
you name a young n*gga fresh off the plane
first thing he got a stick
and i ain’t worried about no ‘nother n*gga
b*tch i’m tryna get rich
[verse 2: jbillz]
real fat n*gga they say i’m eating real good
you say you good in every hood, but you can’t post up in my hood
b*tch it get wicked where i’m from
it’s like a friday in my hood
b*tch i’m the prince of my city
n*gga i go anywhere
bet i come to yo little city them b*tches want my underwear
you know its hating n*ggas in the club
but they be everywhere
these n*ggas having undercover smoke
scared to put it in the air
and b*tch this beat ain’t come off youtube
b*tch it came from pi’erre
(yo pi’erre you wanna come out here)
yo, you wanna come outside
imma take you to the trenches where we reside
i push a b*tton got n*ggas sliding
i got yo little n*ggas hiding
he up the glock, he shoot again
look at my little n*gga firing
it’s f*cked up you misleading them
now yo little n*gga died
his funeral on a thursday
he got his mom and them crying
the moral of it i got some young n*ggas that ready to do time
little n*gga hit me up he say just send his money on time
[hook: jbillz]
i’m on that i don’t give a f*ck
i’m tryna f*ck a n*gga b*tch
you diss my gang, give me a reason just to come and split yo sh*t
you name a young n*gga fresh off the plane
first thing he got a stick
and i ain’t worried about no ‘nother n*gga
b*tch i’m tryna get rich
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