larry june – da jets lyrics
[intro]
808 mafia
n+gga, where my hunter’s point n+ggas at?
real n+gga
n+gga, i’m puttin’ on, n+gga
i’m your muf+ckin’ california connect, n+gga
[chorus]
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n+gga
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n+gga
i pack a glock and a tec, a glock and a tec
i sip heat, i smoke trees
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
i’ll never leave without my thing
[verse 1]
all my life, i only had one job
i mob
b+tch, i mob
ridin’ ‘round, bustin’ joog’s
n+gga, this my favorite hobby
my hobby, my hobby
i am not a f+ck n+gga, so don’t ever f+ckin’ try me
on mama’s, on mama’s
i’m a motherf+ckin’ pimp, break a b+tch, bruh, it’s nada
it’s nada, it’s nada
i hit the switch on my drop+top impala
hit the taco truck, then i clean my forgiato’s
i got a white b+tch that look like a model
i send her out of town, she bring back a hunid+thousand
i run a b+tch like a mile, i’m in the trap right now
i just hit my cousin primo, i got packs right now
run up on ‘em bare face, n+gga, i don’t need a mask
got the whammy in the stash, smokin’ cookie’s, sippin’ act[?], n+gga
[chorus]
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n+gga
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n+gga
i pack a glock and a tec, a glock and a tec
i sip heat, i smoke trees
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
i’ll never leave without my thing
[verse 2]
how you pimpin’, but you lovin’ on that hoe?
you wanna marry it, you wanna spoil her
where i’m from, you the definition of a f+ckboy
these b+tches crazy, they’ll destroy you
i just bought a f+ckin’ rollie, ‘cause i always wanted one
they wanna rob me, i keep the .40
tommy gun in the cut, clip like a honey bun
they talk a good game, but they don’t want it
i’m on my sh+t, got your b+tch on my d+ck
at my condo in vegas, my hoe b+tch get it in
i’m in san juan, i’m trippin’, ‘cause these hoes don’t speak english
i just f+cked off ‘bout ten, n+gga, all my sh+t real
i might slide back to the a
n+gga, i got that work, what’s hannin’?
make it touchdown on a plane
them muf+ckas touchdown, n+gga
if you f+ck around with my money
n+gga, i swear to god, on my mama, n+gga
i’ma slide through with that cake
knock all you n+ggas down
[chorus]
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n+gga
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n+gga
i pack a glock and a tec, a glock and a tec
i sip heat, i smoke trees
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b+tch, i’m from the jets
i’ll never leave without my thing
[outro]
aye, what’s hannin’, tm[?]?
you a real n+gga for this one
n+gga, i’m really from the jets though, n+gga
r.i.p t woods[?], n+gga
r.i.p hitman[?], rbm[?]
r.i.p corky[?], n+gga, i love you, bruh
r.i.p d lil’[?], the block one
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