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papi jd – versatile lyrics

this whole time i’m jus tryna stay in line
most of my family did sh-t n committed crimes
my n-gga this ain’t my life, this ain’t what i want
my n-gga i want a wife, n money in the volt
this ain’t the beginning nor is it the end
to let you kno ion fold nor do i bend
like i’m tpain n-gga all i do is win
going back n forth n-gga like i’m in a trend
counting money to the top it don’t never drop
but if it do best believe that’s when the body’s drop
45 on hip yea i love the glock
i’m jus getting started i ain’t bout to stop
ripped jeans yea they blue b-tch u kno they rocks
papi jd in dis b-tch n-gga i’m on top
n-ggas snitching on the squad n-ggas they sum opps
ima boss lil n-gga word to my pops

got yo girl in the back yea she shaking -ss
jd in this btc yea i’m making cash
doing 90 ina 60 bouta do the dash
driving so d-mn fast n-gga ima crash
burning rubber on theses n-gga let me taste my ash
my chain so wet jesus piece nicknamed it splash
ima boss you is not n-gga i’m yo dad
shot him up n-gga bleeding he gone need a pad
cook the dope then we sell it in the plastic bag
i’m taking out the trash lil n-gga like my name is glad
y’all n-ggas angry at jd do i make ya mad
how ya feel ya boy gone n-gga it’s so sad
yea my b-tch a lil cold n-gga she so bad
smoking dope so loud best i ever had
hit it once now he out ask my n-gga chad
50k in the duffle that i gotta add
rich n-gga 2020 cuz i got the stash
we the goats sending n-gga to them plastic bags
moving fast on theses n-ggas like my name was flash
moving fast on theses n-ggas like my name was flash

papi jd once again ima let em kno
ima boss once again n-gga you a hoe
u owe me money best believe we kicking down to doe
make it rain like i’m jeezy b-tch we call it snow
flashing lights from the b-tches waiting at the show
wit the dope i’m tom brady n-gga ima pro
riding dirty thru the city my car it’s sitting low
can’t no n-ggas copy me i got a different flow

sold my soul for this check bouta run it up
illuminati in dis b-tch ion gaf
we all die anyways bouta live it up
ima big dawg n-gga u a lil pup
n-ggas diss me na i’m up they tryna say w-ssup
1800 mixed with remy in the double cup
when we done with the body put it in the trunk
song with sosa coming soon it’s a lot of junk

i put tadoe on a track cuz y’all n-ggas lame
ballout too in the b-tch cuz we make it rain
40 knocking at yo doe bet it touch yo brain
got them spiders everywhere this ain’t mary jane

taking trips out the country bout to go to spain
n-ggas talking to the feds you must be insane
dry snitching on the squad we don’t play them games
all y’all n-ggas broke nowhere near a sprain
catch him at the club bet he tuck his chain
grab yo b-tch by the throat n-gga call me kane
45 on my hip bet it leave a stain
in the club all blues bet i make it rain

in the club all blues bet i make it rain
my ar in the back bet it call ya name
after this 40 hit yo sh-t you won’t be the same
n-gga said that he a boss he’s a f-cking lame

papi jd that’s my name

ha ha

papi jd that’s my name

ha ha

- papi jd lyrics

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