Abbas "Bas" Hamad The Jackie

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[Intro: J. Cole]
(You good T-Minus?)

[Chorus: J. Cole]
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me

[Verse 1: Bas]
I’m on the way, send me the addy, I’m on the Jackie
Five on the belt, ten on the jacket, you gotta have me
It’s been a day, I don’t wanna wait no more
Why the fuck are we waitin’? I don’t wanna wait no more
I know a couple niggas had you
I ain’t trippin’, they ain’t fuckin’ with me
My niggas on your block aggy
But them niggas don’t mean nothin’ to me
Hopped out, double parked, all them niggas watchin’
Copped the rubber from the opp
Hit your crib and got it poppin’, eee!

[Chorus: J. Cole]
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
I know she ’bout it, it ain’t mine but you fuckin’, I doubt it
She saw me, that fuck nigga re-routed
I’m a rich nigga, no, I ain’t clouted
Lovable, I’m a youngin’, I’m bossed up
That’s the difference, don’t let it get crossed up
I was seventeen comin’ through Porsche’d up
Now it’s Bentley truck, AMG, more stuff
She a dancer, her DM be crowded
And she fuckin’ Lil Tjay, he stylish
Ain’t gon’ say that lil’ bitch ain’t got mileage
But we ain’t childish, that ain’t no challenge like yeah
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me

[Verse 3: J. Cole]
I’m lettin’ you know, I gotta stay down on the road
I’m lettin’ you know, she gotta lock down while I’m gone
We don’t do average shit, I got a magic stick, can’t you see?
Whole lot of lavish shit, used to not havin’ shit, no, no, no
Slide in that bitch with my Guccis on, just tryna stay out the way
Money get made when I sleep, I don’t do nothin’ for free
I had some Dior slippers, I don’t know what I did with ’em
Bret Hart when I’m sharpshootin’
I applied for them M’s and you know I got ’em

[Chorus: J. Cole]
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
You see the drop top, bitch, stop playin’ with me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me
She say she wanna let the waves splash down on me

[Outro: Bas]
Ayy, ayy