J Above the $ - Talk Yo Shit Lyrics

J ey they don't get it bra, we out here smoking eight
After ounce, after pound. Man roll up another one of them woods bra
Gas this bitch the f*ck up

I got runts in my blunt ho
Talk yo shit cuz I don't give a f*ck bro
If I whip out You know it's gone be gun smoke
N I'm on edge no new friends ain't no love nomo
I'm smoking wookies out the back wood
I just left La you know I beat the trap good
Big fie on me lil nigga I wish you would O
How you call yo self a boss you damn juug

Hopped up out the shower to a blunt of sour
Dropping all this sauce wipe me off this a 6 foot
Thc syrup got me leanin like the tower
Why yo ex wana kill me that lil nigga a coward
I don't sell no blow you keep asking you get the wham
You should try to cop a bag you'll see what I'm saying
You tryna rob me bitch you better have a plan
Run thru hella guns they wasn't all clean but they didn't jam
I'm just stricken to the script best as I can
Never fold for a bitch who threw in her Hand
Better off them niggas first cuz theyll off you an ya man
Bout a petty ass graham then flex on the gram
If it sound to good to be tru dat shit prollly a scam
I got hella bars call me al prolazam
I drove a hunnit miles just to get straight
It Used to be 3 just for a mid plate I gotta big play
Used to trap in Kentucky state now I'm back n fla
Central Florida baby place ya Oder how you want it cuz it's all day
If I ain't got it den my dawg straight
Black boi taught me a lot a game
I hear all that woopty woop but I don't care what y'all say
I don't really know what y'all on so it's off safety when it's on me