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aj tracey - jackpot lyrics

[intro]
that be maaly raw

[chorus]
i hit the jackpot
i’m at the mandalay, it’s not the trap spot
you see this beefin’ ting, it’s got the flats hot
and how you livin’, i’m showing you man a snapshot
and i’m in off-white, i hit the jackpot
i’m at the mandalay, it’s not the trap spot
you see this beefin’ ting, it’s got the flats hot
and how you livin’, i’m showing you man a snapshot
and i’m in off-white

[verse 1]
off-white with the v, man, i’m stylin’ (merch)
you brothers there just wildin’
why? ’cause i’m piling (why?)
i bought a bustdown (bling)
ting gleamin’ like an island, fiji, violent (wow)
my wrist look like a skepta adlib
but my fans love me ’cause i’m interactive (huh?)
you sell tracks ’cause of who you rap with (features)
in beef, how many of your features backed it? (how many?)
greg lauren, ain’t a regular drip (splash)
and the way i fire lyrics, ain’t a regular skip
it’s too easy
did you think ’cause your youtube account’s got a fake name
you could come online tryna greaze me? (nah)
you can’t match what i’m steppin’ in (uh)
them man there need a pepperin’ (bow)
fact, that’s a fendi (fendi)
i eat chick-fil-a but no wendy’s (nah)
and your girlfriend’s bendy (hah)
i’m eatin’ in bob bob ricard with a peng ting
playin’ young adz in the shard, live life (adz)
don’t pay mind to badminds (no)
we park on d-mn lines and pay them mad fines (fines)
you’re bad now, you’re an insta-g (ooh)
don’t come around here tryna diss the team (never)
send man a few shots, you’ll get p-ssed for free
my young bulls rinse t–th like listerene

[verse 2]
i just hit the jackpot, no lie (no lie)
mummy in the canada goose, she so fly (mummy)
my babes walk in see-through off-white (woo)
i got time for girls who got mine (got mine)
i got time for girls who got rhythm (uh?)
see me, the girl that i’m with, i’m not with ’em (nah)
bro bought a car that’s yet to get driven (yeah)
right now he’s doin’ a vacay in prison (free him up)
dem man hear the flow but don’t listen (yeah)
i’m mlk, aj trace, i got a vision (vision)
can’t be a gang, you’re cloaked, you stay hidden (shh)
me, i’m in the streets of grove, we’re like pigeons (grove)
all i need is sunshine and magnum (wow)
go and make this your instagram caption (go on)
tangos don’t want war with my faction (on my life)
man’ll do divide and conquer that fraction (brrt brrt)
i’m from the west like i’m sheck, uh
globally i get respect, uh
leavin’ that venue a wreck (wreck)
no sp-ce inside, like the clip on the tec (tec)
fiji my wrist and my neck (neck)
models are freaks, in person, they give me a peck (peck)
come like i’m workin’ for nike (ooh)
i got these bad gyal in check (check)
bro, come and check

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