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ybt - genie & jet lyrics

[intro]
yeah, genie talk (dee, you poppin’ your sh+t, n+gga)
ayy, shout+out jetson (know what the f+ck goin’ on)
you know
ayy, six n+gga, i’m the don dada (oh lord, jetson made another one)

[verse]
i get high as h+ll, i feel like jetson ’cause i made it (ha)
i rock eighty k worth of ice every day, just check the payment (ayy)
i spent fifteen racks in johnny dang, i might go back just to cop me a ring
ayy, copped me another watch, i ain’t even gon’ bust it down, just leave it plane (d+mn)
yeah, all the hoes i f+ck extravagant, that mean they super big
ayy, what i mean by super big thеy doin’ sh+t that you ain’t did (yeah)
ayy, switches on them glocks, wе catch an opp, we tryna split his wig (fft)
yeah, this that genie talk, so you already know what time it is (let’s go)
lil’ bruh ‘nem tryna shop, they caught an opp, but he was with his kids
ayy, told ’em, “don’t even shoot ’cause we gon’ catch that b+tch again” (pah)
ayy, rolex on my wrist, these hoes tryna f+ck ’cause they know i’m that boy
ayy, lil’ ho call my phone talkin’ ’bout some bullsh+t, she from illinois (yeah)
ayy, up with that glock seventeen, shoot that b+tch like brandon roy
ayy, n+ggas think this sh+t a game ’til we hop out on they block with toy (ha)
ayy, boy, don’t play with me, glizzy with me, that b+tch stay with me (six)
ayy, keep that micro draco by the bed, that lil’ ho lay with me (draco)
yeah, i done counted up one+fifty, i feel like herb of dream team
ayy, blue hundreds, plus the green twenties, look like streamed beans
ayy, first n+gga to get signed out my city, you know what the f+ck i mean
ayy, six, that’s the seal team
ayy, i heat up a pot to clean my jewelry, need my grills clean
ayy, plus these big+ass chains on me
ayy, lil’+ass opps keep dissin’ in my dm, but won’t bang on me (no cap)
ayy, twenty k, seen that times five, boy, that’s a hundred gs
yeah, i don’t even trap, but i might go flood the hood with a hundred ps (let’s go)
uh, i could be the plug, i can be the socket, whatever you call it (what else?)
ayy, or i could be the n+gga who go rob the plug, then take his pockets (hit up)
ayy, either way i’m rich regardless
plus these n+ggas know i got stick, be cautious
ayy, my lil’ bro caught another chain, now he a rich target (rich target)
yeah, up that fire, we catch us an opp, then we gon’ get to sparkin’ (ha)
ayy, paid three+fifty for this t++th, this ain’t come out a target (for real)
ayy, n+ggas know i come out the pocket for bodies, i pay, they hit they target
ayy, n+ggas think sh+t sweet, said they want smoke, they must be smokin’ smarties
[outro]
ha, n+ggas think this sh+t, it be sweet, they ass be smokin’ smarties
uh, n+ggas, they don’t want smoke with me, i’m a rich target
uh, catch an opp, might drop a ten, they gon’ get him (n+gga)
uh, wipe his nose, treat his ass like a wig, we go split him

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