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RIP Jas

RIP Jas

(album: MIA Season 2 - 2019)

I ain't got nothing to do (DODBH)
You know that ain't nothing to me, nigga (Ooh, DODBH)

You know that ain't nothing to me (Nothin')
But it's probably something to you
I just pull it out and count it when I ain't got nothing to do (I'm bored)
You know I flex in real life
I don't do no stunting, fool (Nah)
You know you playing with real checks when them bitches come in twos (Two)
New crackheads, trap star, that's my caption
Ayy, get the backend, I ain't rapping, them your options (Huh?)
Bought a Perc' from Kiwi, then I popped it (Popped it)
Look at my right pocket
All that green, man, I'ma leave it on your noggin
I really run the streets, nigga, stop it (Stop it)
All you gotta do is ask your peeps, they be copping (Shopping)
All you gotta do is ask your bitch, she wanna fuck me
Your lil' stash, that's my walk-around money, lil' dummy (Boy)
All my life I been around gangsters, Lil Sonny
Nigga, I be clocking in from Monday to Monday
Used to have a song, I would make it there one day (One day)
I used to have a route, I'd be there and back in one day
Hey, what you know about trappin'? (What you know?)
Heard you doing iPhones, you a fucking jit (You a lame)
Ew, you being seen with her? She a fucking nat (You a lame)
I just called, she come and eat me, she say I'm a snack (She for gang)
Me and you, we ain't equal, I could never lack (Lack)
I be places you ain't at, go and tell 'em that (Go and tell 'em)
Left some money to the homie, he gon' mail 'em back (He gon' mail 'em)
Press it all, ooh, it's risky, I'ma trail 'em back (Ooh, I'm on 'em)
It got double seals on it, still smell the pack
I got double C's on me, wear 'em once, they crashed (Ooh)
In that wide-body Demon, I'll bust your ass (I'll bust your)
So much shit in the house, watch who cut the grass (Watch who cut the grass)
This life shit like a race and I ain't coming last (I ain't coming last)
I'm tired of fucking hoes off Perkys, back to cumming fast (Back to hitting 'em quick)
Niggas was fucking up they check and I was running past (I was sprintin')
Now they see me with the ball, niggas yelling pass (What?)
Supreme down to my boxers, nigga, kiss my ass (Nigga, kiss my ass)
You Jay Reeves motherfucker, what'd you tell the task? (What'd you tell 'em?)
I'm LL, motherfucker, in the hood like God
You front a broke nigga something, they gon' turn to Plies, what?
Run off on the plug (Run off)
Niggas finished, they'll run off with a gun (Run off)
Still sipping, ooh, I know my kidneys done (Ooh)
R.I.P. Jas, she was harder than you bums (R.I.P. cause, nigga)

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