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Jamann!
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(Yeah, Aye, Aye)
Makin' power plays, every single hour paid
Go book the presidential suite for the sour days
Just had to do these niggas dirty, run my shower babe
This life shit really had me down until I found a way
Aye, aye, it's time to run it up
Already did it once I'm tryna double up
And I ain't seen her in a month, but that's my buttercup
Fell in love cuz I'm one don't like the runner ups
Big dawgs doin' big shit
You tryna run off with my bag here come the hit stick
Don't want the drama, on my momma, keep yo distance
She a do 'bout anything for just a mention
V12 the engine, got more horses than a derby, pay attention
Vasi gang baby shoutout to my henchmen
You niggas nowhere near my class this shit detention
(It's Battles) I never copped no mansion
But I'm thinking bout expanding
Hop out the whip I'm dancing
You know what we representing
Whipping them V12 engines
Vasi gang bring the tension
You was working for a pension
I was working for expansion
The company run with me
"Jamann! gon come for me"
What you mean?
Pop out I aim for the spleen
Pop out, uploaded a tee
Check out the site
Making this money while taking yo wife
Cannot attest, I'm the best, fuck the rest
Fuck up yo life, grabbin' the knife
Slice and dice in the kitchen all night
And I'm still in the kitchen all night
Working and working I'm feeling alright
The cash is flowing, these hoes is woahing
While I was showing
The lines are changing
Rhymes rearranging
I'm feeling insane
Changing the game, don't come from the gutter
When I play my music you hide yo mothers
Hide yo mother
Yo milf, yo grandma, yo daughter
Bitch we just came here to slaughter
Mark hit me up and just asked for the beats
While I was whippin' my Hyundai in the streets
I asked the man, how much for a feature?
You worry too much, I am the teacher
We are the greatest and I ain't that famous
The lamest, the tamest, they ask for advice?
Tell 'em nah
Go and cry to yo ma
Cash a check, I got racks on the deck
JD Beck hit 'em with the drum break
We the best, putting Khaled to rest
I got like 10 different sources of income
I got the drive, the force, momentum
Dropping and dropping like bar after bar
Never catching sippin' drinks at the bar
Still sippin' liquor and fucking these broads
Killing this beat, retire Jigsaw
You fall, you call
I go A-Wall
I'm wrapping it up, ain't taking no loss
I'm checking the cost, I'm ripping the tag
I walk out the store with these bags in my hand
I just found that I came from Japan
I'm checking my fans, I'm changing my plan
I'm feeling allergic
I'm feeling allergic
I'm feeling allergic
I'm feeling allergic
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