Jxsh - HALFTIME Lyrics

Ah
Ah
Ah
Nahhh
Nahhh
She gon' need a rain coat, watch the money trickle down
Same nigga's said they real, actin' fickle now
You tried to slide down the block n' got caught up in a pickle huh?
Still the same nigga when I was ridin' round with nickel huh?
Nigga's think they tough in the county actin' timid
I been bangin' on shit with no jumper, Ben Simmons
Nigga where I'm from shit get sour like a lemon
Nigga need to shut his mouth, he keep scaring off the bitches
I'll put the wood down, before I let y'all think I'm finished
Look at how they treat you when you ain't got no chicken
I been sinnin' daily and I ain't asked the lord for forgivness
He be like, Boy you know good damn well you was raised different
I know a nigga f*ckin' up
Man I know
I just wanna double up
Yes I do
I know a nigga f*ckin' up
Bad bitch say that I'm the one, tryna pump me up
I can't even count how many times I done fell off
Same shit for the times I got back on
There's up's and down's nigga's need to start takin' them cap's off
I know you need yo man's to hit the streets to get yo raps off
I'll find a nigga right now and get him mapped off
I'm gettin' money remember I couldn't even get the sack off
My grandma died from smokin' cigs she couldn't keep her patch on
Choppa throw his cap like Bobby Shmurda now his hat gone
Ol Internet gangsta, don't you know the fed's track phones?
Textin' me on weird shit it get you iced on
I got some shit to knock him down in size now his height gone
I just dropped some bitches now I'm tryna find the right hoe
Unc just had a dog run out in Brightmoor
Opps text my phone to squash shit I'm readin' typos
Cause I can't believe nigga's takin' flight doe
I thought we was cool, had me thinkin' we was tight doe
I woulda gave you anything, what you backdoor me for my Mike's for?
Nigga's petty, they'll kill you for yo ice doe
Please never ever forget to always keep yo pipe on yous
If you out here shining, best believe nigga's sights on you
Damn this shit crazy, why my homie go and flip on me?
Blue's in my pockets, like I got a lotta Crip's on me
All red on, like I dropped Dorito Chips on me
F*ck yo big homie, he a bum and i'll piss on em
Yellow bands around the roll I got a golden tick on me
Baby I ain't mean to break yo heart, don't you trip on me
I ain't into makin' movies, but I keep a clip on me
Boy we spankin' shi, like I keep a whip on me
Yo bitch like the way I smell, she tryna kiss on me
Ima bend her over while she twerkin' put them hips on me
I got leather gloves for the pistol extra grip for me
My uncle used to drive an hour out to get his fix from me