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Yeah Im back in this bitch nigga
I dont fuck wit no bitch nigga
Know I rep the P nigga
Hit em wit that nin’ nigga
All I need is a bad bitch 2 e on a lil nigga
Ain’t nothin nice, 'you mean nigga?
Im trippin off that lean nigga
RIP to Yams, see me pull up in a Benz
PPP reps up my city S/O CT this nigga been trill
Smokin ash in the pool, swag is Abu Dhabi
Shout out Oko and Niko and Lex for the coco
Add it on the low cause he know how I be
Loyal to my niggas, smack a bitch if she trippin
Had her best friend on my dick, but now she got me sleepin
Cause Im tired of that ho, and Im proud of myself
I dont fuck wit you no more, no more ho
French nigga, Paris’ where I stay
Yeah Im on, fuck a bitch and Im gone
Too smart for these hood bitches but too hood for their moms
Im tired of all this hatin Im just trynna live the life
I be ridin wit my niggas, we be partying a lot
You can’t take it, talk again and Ill be pleased to take yo life
I dont take shit anymore, I ain’t waitin in the line
I be cruisin in the hood, got that Mary, Katy also
And theyll say a nigga crazy 'not waitin in the line
Spooky shits like Izzy Oz’, stackin bands got plenty options
Ask for it, got many options
Niggas applyin everyday but in the game Im kingin
Can either serve or you beat it, Michael Jackson, Im bad
Yo bitch ugly like Betty, you dont fuck wit me?
Well you better
Jack Chiraq
Never gon expire like cheddah
Im an expert in cheatin, ask my old bitch she gon get it
Ask yo new bitch, I done hit it
Still got love for a nigga, cause fuckin Will is so good
Thats one thing we got in common, shes fuckin Willy so good
Shes a 10 , got that macaroni
Sweet and bougie, thats macaron
French nigga I beg yo pard’
Sorry to the couples Im tearin appart
Freshin up you won’t be hot for long
Neo Codionin all along, sippin up till Im in my zone
Got yo ting on the line like Amazon
Stackin dough till Im old, I stick to the G code
Reps up P town, Power To The People
Shout out to my fans keep on boostin up my ego
Im tellin you tho amigo, you dont wanna fuck wit Willow
I know a couple loco negros who’d Fight Night yo ass like Migos
Versace’s on, them retros, you can’t cop the shit anymore
Collect everything I put my hands on in Colette n still I need mo
Man Im bossin, ballin, mobbin
Jack Chiraq
Real
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