jc gwop - got it lyrics
(intro)
(hook – d smoove)
mama told me run my bands up
i was down, had to stand up
deep stroke her with my hands up
money bags, i demand some
n-ggas hating i don’t care
i could never let them stop it n-gga
b-tches hating i don’t care
they see me, p-ssy get to popping, n-gga
being broke ain’t an option
i’m far from the common
how the f-ck you that n-gga?
i got yo b-tch in my comments
bad b-ch with an accent
red head like dennis rodman
mama told me run my bands up
i got up went and got it
(verse 1 – jc gwop)
i run up a check like a running back
i might get you hit for a hundred flat
my n-ggas pull up, ain’t no coming back
the bottom, the jungle
i come from that
my brother load up, get the gun and blast
ain’t shooting for fun, gotta bust his -ss
my whip got about 200 on the dash
i started off mobbing to get the cash
a n-gga was really on foot walking
i’m smoking that loud
the kush talking
i ran up my money now n-ggas hating on me but i got his h-e crew hopping
my money right
so i’m blowing through it
h-ll nah, i ain’t ever through shopping
grab a couple bands and go shoe shopping
cut a b-tch off like a loose garment
i’m the man in charge like a new sergeant
and i’m making bands like a new college
i don’t hear them rappers
n-gga you garbage
everything i got, my crew got it
i ain’t getting sh-t but some new profit
how to run it up
got two options
benz whipping
b-tch you in a new honda
every check i get
2 commas
(hook)
(verse 2 – jc gwop)
mixing the pure like a chemical
for the money i ain’t skeptical
you only see me blowing medical
i’m about the green
not a vegetable
(d-smoove)
pull up in a foreign
can’t f-ck that lil h-e she too boring
you can’t pull up in these apartments
p-ssy n-gga get extorted
(jc gwop)
in real life
paper can’t stretch but i had to make mine flexible
i be hitting broads that you can’t get
what you saying it ain’t credible
(d-smoove)
f-ck that lil b-tch by the portion
don’t play with my n-gga we darting
and i’m higher than a martian
f-ck 12 we don’t bargain
(jc gwop)
i made her eat me like an edible
i made her tell me how i’m unforgettable
and i was trapping way back in middle school
interfere with your h-e like an interlude
i’m the n-gga you don’t have to introduce
see a b-tch like i wanna get into you
she already know that’s what we finna do
making dough that’s all i really get into
(hook)
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