jaydes - 800 lyrics
[chorus]
eight hundred f+ckin’ racks in my pants (yeah)
(evvls)
(plug)
eight bullets to his face, now that boy can’t stand (can’t stand)
yeah, shawty know who i am
can’t tell if she want me for the followers or bands
yeah, gas it got me f+cked up
all this “evv, you be trippin’ of proper star”
run up on me, we gon’ pop you like an adderall
n+ggas use my commas, lookin’ at you, i’m not mad at all
[verse]
oh, your b+tch gettin’ into me
and your shawty in my dms, think she’s into me
i said do we split on codeine, i’m like “d+mn, them jeans”
she lay and said “evvls not a friend to me”
can’t let all the racks get to my head, these n+ggas want me dead
turnt up in my denims, guеss the shorty got me dancin’
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fifteen and i’m makin’ bands with some sh+tty silver on my necklace
[chorus]
eight hundred f+ckin’ racks in my pants (yeah, evvls)
eight bullets to his face, now that boy can’t stand (can’t stand)
yeah, shawty know who i am
can’t tell if she want me for the followers or bands
yeah, gas it got me f+cked up
all this “evv, you be trippin’ of proper star”
run up on me, we gon’ pop you like an adderall
n+ggas use my commas, lookin’ at you, i’m not mad at all
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