Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Aye
Reloaded, reloaded
Let's go, let's go
You know me, ain't gone spend it once if I can't buy it twice
If the pussy fire, I might record, she just might spend the night
Niggas say they gone do what to Jay Music?
Like yeah ight
Way before we was out here toting pipes, was known to fight
I did almost everything you can think of
She always get attached
Dem the reasons we don't link up
The way that I been having, I might pull up in a Brinks truck
I'm riding with my niggas, It's some shit that I can't bring up
All I do is face runtz, while I'm counting this pape up
I just put that shit on, now she saying she need a lace front
I can't pull no fake stunts
Bro nem make that Drac pump
If you feel some type of way about me, nigga say some
How the f*ck you broke and excited for the summer though?
I might smack her ass right in front of you
No Stunna hoe
This that if you know, you know
If you don't, that nigga poor
You can tell that nigga scared, finna grab this nigga pole
That nigga poor
What the f*ck you scrambling for?
Better get out here and get it, we all got the same 24
In the studio with Jay, just rolled some thang
Might pour a 4
Playing traffic, watch yo lane, swerve in my shit
We open doors
I ain't playing, this whole year, gone pop my shit
I'm having funds
Momma know her son the one, she watched me get shit out the mud
Everyday get filled with drugs, sending shots
Get filled with slugs
I ain't trippin' off no nigga who be out here just because
If you broke, you can't come around, that shit not tolerated
Niggas choke, when they see me cause they know that I'm most hated
Pulling up I'm grabbing payments
In that room, he made a statement
I got many mouths to feed
I can't be out here moving crazy
I'm with Dedikationn
Paper chasin'
In the coupe, we racing
I got many men hating on me, want the power, take it
Niggas backdoe, I don't trust em, riding solo lately
And lil Jacob died in the shoes I bought him
I can't fake it
They been waiting here I go
When I come and clear the flo
They ain't with me, you can check that nigga pockets at the doe
If you going broke, better take them outfits to the store
I'm on rambo just because, tell lil brodie send the low
Dedication, this shit dedicated to the niggas hating
Just because, I hang with some niggas who ain't got no patience
Send lil cuh
He gone get to bussing he don't give a f*ck bout who it was
In them hot wheels, he gone do some drills of them drugs
Sit the f*ck down
All yall hoe ass niggas that's out here hating just because
Go get y'all some motherf*ckin' money man
Y'all niggas still mad
Eviction Notice (Niggas say they gone do what to Jay Music? Like yeah ight)
Pack y'all shit up and get the f*ck up out of here man
This run right here (I did almost everything that you can think of)
This Time It's motherf*ckin' Personal, bitch
Haha, yeah
Jay Music - Just B'Cuz (feat. Dedikationn) Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Aye
Reloaded, reloaded
Let's go, let's go
You know me, ain't gone spend it once if I can't buy it twice
If the pussy fire, I might record, she just might spend the night
Niggas say they gone do what to Jay Music?
Like yeah ight
Way before we was out here toting pipes, was known to fight
I did almost everything you can think of
She always get attached
Dem the reasons we don't link up
The way that I been having, I might pull up in a Brinks truck
I'm riding with my niggas, It's some shit that I can't bring up
All I do is face runtz, while I'm counting this pape up
I just put that shit on, now she saying she need a lace front
I can't pull no fake stunts
Bro nem make that Drac pump
If you feel some type of way about me, nigga say some
How the f*ck you broke and excited for the summer though?
I might smack her ass right in front of you
No Stunna hoe
This that if you know, you know
If you don't, that nigga poor
You can tell that nigga scared, finna grab this nigga pole
That nigga poor
What the f*ck you scrambling for?
Better get out here and get it, we all got the same 24
In the studio with Jay, just rolled some thang
Might pour a 4
Playing traffic, watch yo lane, swerve in my shit
We open doors
I ain't playing, this whole year, gone pop my shit
I'm having funds
Momma know her son the one, she watched me get shit out the mud
Everyday get filled with drugs, sending shots
Get filled with slugs
I ain't trippin' off no nigga who be out here just because
If you broke, you can't come around, that shit not tolerated
Niggas choke, when they see me cause they know that I'm most hated
Pulling up I'm grabbing payments
In that room, he made a statement
I got many mouths to feed
I can't be out here moving crazy
I'm with Dedikationn
Paper chasin'
In the coupe, we racing
I got many men hating on me, want the power, take it
Niggas backdoe, I don't trust em, riding solo lately
And lil Jacob died in the shoes I bought him
I can't fake it
They been waiting here I go
When I come and clear the flo
They ain't with me, you can check that nigga pockets at the doe
If you going broke, better take them outfits to the store
I'm on rambo just because, tell lil brodie send the low
Dedication, this shit dedicated to the niggas hating
Just because, I hang with some niggas who ain't got no patience
Send lil cuh
He gone get to bussing he don't give a f*ck bout who it was
In them hot wheels, he gone do some drills of them drugs
Sit the f*ck down
All yall hoe ass niggas that's out here hating just because
Go get y'all some motherf*ckin' money man
Y'all niggas still mad
Eviction Notice (Niggas say they gone do what to Jay Music? Like yeah ight)
Pack y'all shit up and get the f*ck up out of here man
This run right here (I did almost everything that you can think of)
This Time It's motherf*ckin' Personal, bitch
Haha, yeah
Aye put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Aye
Reloaded, reloaded
Let's go, let's go
You know me, ain't gone spend it once if I can't buy it twice
If the pussy fire, I might record, she just might spend the night
Niggas say they gone do what to Jay Music?
Like yeah ight
Way before we was out here toting pipes, was known to fight
I did almost everything you can think of
She always get attached
Dem the reasons we don't link up
The way that I been having, I might pull up in a Brinks truck
I'm riding with my niggas, It's some shit that I can't bring up
All I do is face runtz, while I'm counting this pape up
I just put that shit on, now she saying she need a lace front
I can't pull no fake stunts
Bro nem make that Drac pump
If you feel some type of way about me, nigga say some
How the f*ck you broke and excited for the summer though?
I might smack her ass right in front of you
No Stunna hoe
This that if you know, you know
If you don't, that nigga poor
You can tell that nigga scared, finna grab this nigga pole
That nigga poor
What the f*ck you scrambling for?
Better get out here and get it, we all got the same 24
In the studio with Jay, just rolled some thang
Might pour a 4
Playing traffic, watch yo lane, swerve in my shit
We open doors
I ain't playing, this whole year, gone pop my shit
I'm having funds
Momma know her son the one, she watched me get shit out the mud
Everyday get filled with drugs, sending shots
Get filled with slugs
I ain't trippin' off no nigga who be out here just because
If you broke, you can't come around, that shit not tolerated
Niggas choke, when they see me cause they know that I'm most hated
Pulling up I'm grabbing payments
In that room, he made a statement
I got many mouths to feed
I can't be out here moving crazy
I'm with Dedikationn
Paper chasin'
In the coupe, we racing
I got many men hating on me, want the power, take it
Niggas backdoe, I don't trust em, riding solo lately
And lil Jacob died in the shoes I bought him
I can't fake it
They been waiting here I go
When I come and clear the flo
They ain't with me, you can check that nigga pockets at the doe
If you going broke, better take them outfits to the store
I'm on rambo just because, tell lil brodie send the low
Dedication, this shit dedicated to the niggas hating
Just because, I hang with some niggas who ain't got no patience
Send lil cuh
He gone get to bussing he don't give a f*ck bout who it was
In them hot wheels, he gone do some drills of them drugs
Sit the f*ck down
All yall hoe ass niggas that's out here hating just because
Go get y'all some motherf*ckin' money man
Y'all niggas still mad
Eviction Notice (Niggas say they gone do what to Jay Music? Like yeah ight)
Pack y'all shit up and get the f*ck up out of here man
This run right here (I did almost everything that you can think of)
This Time It's motherf*ckin' Personal, bitch
Haha, yeah
Writer: Tilor Harris, Jaylen Ashford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid