WYA

Yeah J3 Yeah yeah J3 Blow blow yeah Nigga talkin' bout pop out where you at lil' nigga Pop out with your gun is you gon' pull your trigger Tryna get six seven or eight I'm tryna run up some figures Graveyard on God okay we got a dig em I did ran up racks no base ball these niggas be cap Had to break the curse guess I was born in the trap Nigga think they hard don't drop that song lil' nigga You not on the map On God They thought shit was funny I done ran it up Lil' nigga please don't laugh And I be super geek exotic weed exotic trees What I'm on And Ion wanna hang around y'all niggas ain't talkin' bout money Don't call my phone The wicked west it be the best the one on God nigga this my zone Cold heart this on gang nigga I can't go without my chrome Like the Falcons did can't wait to go take off me a nigga dome I be fly as hell when I'm in the air nigga I feel just like a drone Bitch I'm a CEO so when you come around me nigga just watch your tone And I'm not 6 9ine when I make a post I'ma still be there not gone And once again I'm super geek smoke that boy that's swisher-leaf I switched my roster I'm a stand up man I feel just like Chief Keef And I am not Lebron I'm in Miami but I'll never leave my heat Call up Fat right now Luh Bruh throwed off this ong make him tweak And he just mad cause he can't face it And my brudda just called me on the phone on God he fighting his case And I'm not playing tag go hit his ass right now right with this laser And I'm in Portland nigga I'm ballin' hard I feel just like a blazer Masked up I feel like Jason