Yeah, leggo
You already know how we run this game you know
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
What do you own, Who is you nigga
I'm J. Janari, Been counting them figures
Get to Bag, that national slot
I'm running them plays, Might call up your ops huh
I don't be sitting down, I need a foreign to get around
Heard y'all been giving up and this is not something I'm putting down
Please call the plane up, now they say we play rough
Niggas try to play us, now they keep the fangs tucked
Real talk, outline the body in real chalk
Look at these rappers I killed off
All of my sessions are sealed off
Janari rapping like the Loch Ness
When I go deep and I cock this
And I come up and I drop hits
All of you niggas ain't hot shit
Please I do this with ease
Can't f*ck with you niggas I'm gravy
All of yall diamonds fugazy
And cloudy y'all vision is hazy
So yea imma cop a Mercedes
Crib on the way and its crazy
Its bout to take me a second
Now I wonder how much they gone pay me, huh
Check after check let it save me
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Oh, You Get it
What I look like being bothered with the cap, get it
Understand that's what it takes For y'all to adapt
To feel replenished To feel like y'all matter Or to be on top
I been on top This new shit I got I know its gone pop, Yeah
Somethin' like balloon, I keep my mental well groomed
I done became a master of manifestation and reading the room
Gave her this rod And now she trippin' like a vacation on shrooms
To my waypoint and I zoom
If my energy on a scale of sound sonic boom when I enter the room
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Jesse Janari - MAC (feat. 3'WAE) Lyrics
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Yeah, leggo
You already know how we run this game you know
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
What do you own, Who is you nigga
I'm J. Janari, Been counting them figures
Get to Bag, that national slot
I'm running them plays, Might call up your ops huh
I don't be sitting down, I need a foreign to get around
Heard y'all been giving up and this is not something I'm putting down
Please call the plane up, now they say we play rough
Niggas try to play us, now they keep the fangs tucked
Real talk, outline the body in real chalk
Look at these rappers I killed off
All of my sessions are sealed off
Janari rapping like the Loch Ness
When I go deep and I cock this
And I come up and I drop hits
All of you niggas ain't hot shit
Please I do this with ease
Can't f*ck with you niggas I'm gravy
All of yall diamonds fugazy
And cloudy y'all vision is hazy
So yea imma cop a Mercedes
Crib on the way and its crazy
Its bout to take me a second
Now I wonder how much they gone pay me, huh
Check after check let it save me
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Oh, You Get it
What I look like being bothered with the cap, get it
Understand that's what it takes For y'all to adapt
To feel replenished To feel like y'all matter Or to be on top
I been on top This new shit I got I know its gone pop, Yeah
Somethin' like balloon, I keep my mental well groomed
I done became a master of manifestation and reading the room
Gave her this rod And now she trippin' like a vacation on shrooms
To my waypoint and I zoom
If my energy on a scale of sound sonic boom when I enter the room
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
You already know how we run this game you know
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
What do you own, Who is you nigga
I'm J. Janari, Been counting them figures
Get to Bag, that national slot
I'm running them plays, Might call up your ops huh
I don't be sitting down, I need a foreign to get around
Heard y'all been giving up and this is not something I'm putting down
Please call the plane up, now they say we play rough
Niggas try to play us, now they keep the fangs tucked
Real talk, outline the body in real chalk
Look at these rappers I killed off
All of my sessions are sealed off
Janari rapping like the Loch Ness
When I go deep and I cock this
And I come up and I drop hits
All of you niggas ain't hot shit
Please I do this with ease
Can't f*ck with you niggas I'm gravy
All of yall diamonds fugazy
And cloudy y'all vision is hazy
So yea imma cop a Mercedes
Crib on the way and its crazy
Its bout to take me a second
Now I wonder how much they gone pay me, huh
Check after check let it save me
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Oh, You Get it
What I look like being bothered with the cap, get it
Understand that's what it takes For y'all to adapt
To feel replenished To feel like y'all matter Or to be on top
I been on top This new shit I got I know its gone pop, Yeah
Somethin' like balloon, I keep my mental well groomed
I done became a master of manifestation and reading the room
Gave her this rod And now she trippin' like a vacation on shrooms
To my waypoint and I zoom
If my energy on a scale of sound sonic boom when I enter the room
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Still at the top of the game, still at the top of the map
I got a national slot I don't be bothered with rap
Lotta them boys is hating I don't be bothered with cap
I check the mail its another one
Check after check when I rap and I'm gone
Writer: Jerry Jackson, Jesse Sanders
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave