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respect my conglomerate - jid lyrics

[intro]
hold on jack swain
i forgot the most important shout out, jack swain
shout out to this mother f-cking money we about to make, god d-mn
shout out to all this guala guala stupid dollar bills we about to make, god d-mn
shout out to everything we doing, you feel me?
this j.i.d, wag effortless
shout out tay james
shout out to god d-mn my brother
shout out to everybody i f-ck with
if i don’t f-ck with you then f-ck you
j-i-motherf-cking-d
that sh-t recording? alright

[verse]
’cause my true religion jeans look better with the holster
and i’ma show you mine if you get any closer
eastside soldier, big blunt roller
introduction to me, can you scoot the f-ck over
elbow room, please
grab the glock, squeeze
sorry did i sneeze, wipe it on my sleeve
motherf-cker, i’m me to the death
and the game was slowed up, so we had to k!ll the ref
choke him with his own whistle right after he take a breath
i’m the sh-t, cook it up, i’m the chef, believe that
’cause see that the green stacks in the safe
and if you f-ck with me, i’ma have to go planet of the apes
king kong sh-t
murder you then smoke out of my green bong, sh-t
cut off your d-ck, your b-lls for ping pong sh-t
but we on sh-t, stacks on stacks
and if my mixtape, it’s gone be stacks on that
and if that don’t go well, we can come up with some tracks
and if all else fails, n-gga crack on tax
straight up, yo me and [?] been had our weight up
i’m always doing work in my lv gators
keep the ak in the trench for the haters
you talk sh-t now, your -ss sure will die later
you feel me? you feel me?
pull up with the semi, i pull up in a semi
i pull up and they hear me, then leave in a bently
i don’t think they feel me and i don’t think they hear me
they tried to offend me and now i’m full of remy
my temper [?]
quick, quick with the grand slam
b-tch, i’m kenny lofton
oprah the flow, why does he keep talking?
i call my heat often
or in, my case the money comes often
listen up, pay attention, i’m talking
so listen up, pay attention, i’m balling
all over the court
all in the night time, morning keeps talking
i keep talking, i’m hearing
i’m tired of hearing this track
therefore i’m off it

- jid lyrics

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