hustle jamez - what you thank lyrics
[chorus:]
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
yo two cents don’t help my bank
i know i will, you think i ain’t
i’m on that drank, i’m on that stank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
yo two cents don’t help my bank
i know i will, you think i ain’t
i’m on that drank, i’m on that stank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
[verse 1:]
i got sh+t to do
hustling is a ritual
when it comes to making money b+tch i’m habitual
my income is residual
being broke is pitiful
feeling hospitable
smoking on that medical
i’m in her mouth like edibles
high as a bird can go
hotter than a fur coat
chain look like a lightning bolt
flip that money summersault
never take the summer off
grab a bottle pop a cork
haters always throwing salt
ride around in a dolph
out of town in a loft
give her d+ck like a horse
sippin drank like it’s broth
ima buy it f+ck the cost
cut from a hustlers cloth
woke up and i had a choice
[chorus:]
don’t givе a f+ck bout what you thank
yo two cents don’t help my bank
i know i will, you think i ain’t
i’m on that drank, i’m on that stank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
don’t givе a f+ck bout what you thank
yo two cents don’t help my bank
i know i will, you think i ain’t
i’m on that drank, i’m on that stank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
[verse 2:]
i took a different route
shout out to my bank account
f+ck the fame and the clout
get the green like brussel sprouts
bands we just bust them out
cigars always gut it out
nugs big as tater tots
watch i’m a flood it out
ring look like epcot
money is the mascot
always keep a stash spot
something fine with her ass out
she on my neck like an ashcot
i beat it up that sasquatch
suck it up, that’s jell+o shots
we light it up, then pass out
wake up on a mission
hustler from the trenches
avoid police, penitentiary
racist crackers, ignorant n+ggas
f+ck boys, you f+ck b+tches
on mathematics and digits
in the process of getting richer
[chorus:]
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
yo two cents don’t help my bank
i know i will, you think i ain’t
i’m on that drank, i’m on that stank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
yo two cents don’t help my bank
i know i will, you think i ain’t
i’m on that drank, i’m on that stank
don’t give a f+ck bout what you thank
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