Shout out fg
Free JT
Shout out the area it's me
I'm on the x and the z
Smoking the j in the t
Still Missing the j and t
Raise my arms and they flee
Selling the water as g
No missions I'm needing the re
We Trynna make money f*ck all the beef
Half the brothers living in mansions the others living in streets
They know I don't carry but got whatever you need
On foot still dodging the dees
Do it and see
The devil come out when I'm doing them z
Nothing for free
I've smoked out of ps
And racked out of keys
This bud be hitting my chest I cough then I wheeze
Hot box I struggle to breathe
Half the shit that they do to they do it to weak
Brother come do it to me
And you'll just see
How quick lil moey can pick up the weapon and squeeze
Bitches be calling my phone they know Im a tease
Smoke then get up and leave
These girls do whatever I please
Whenever I need
After they get on there knees
My brain is a mess I'm stressed
Strapped up with a pen come test
That's death
Who you out to impress
All the brothers the same no less
Funny I come from the south west
Strapped with the west
My brother on vacay passed me the vest
Plenty times I was put to the test
In the station same clothes as the crime didn't confess
Been smoking the best of the best
Pack me whatever is left
The watch been covered in meth
What's next?
Seen the ap my brother even had a Patek
No flex
Had to tell the bitches leave me
Alone don't text
These bitches just wanna see me
Gorilla glue that's gg
Sideways in the Holden that's Pd
I've been moving weight might aswell be a pt
No fakes like cc
I still had to run down in flip flops
Now cunts getting Xd like xtos
45g on a wrist watch
All of us know it don't tick tock
So much coke we play Criss cross
Big bender so I woke up pissed off
Mos3f - J&T Lyrics
Mos3f - J&T Lyrics
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Shout out fg
Free JT
Shout out the area it's me
I'm on the x and the z
Smoking the j in the t
Still Missing the j and t
Raise my arms and they flee
Selling the water as g
No missions I'm needing the re
We Trynna make money f*ck all the beef
Half the brothers living in mansions the others living in streets
They know I don't carry but got whatever you need
On foot still dodging the dees
Do it and see
The devil come out when I'm doing them z
Nothing for free
I've smoked out of ps
And racked out of keys
This bud be hitting my chest I cough then I wheeze
Hot box I struggle to breathe
Half the shit that they do to they do it to weak
Brother come do it to me
And you'll just see
How quick lil moey can pick up the weapon and squeeze
Bitches be calling my phone they know Im a tease
Smoke then get up and leave
These girls do whatever I please
Whenever I need
After they get on there knees
My brain is a mess I'm stressed
Strapped up with a pen come test
That's death
Who you out to impress
All the brothers the same no less
Funny I come from the south west
Strapped with the west
My brother on vacay passed me the vest
Plenty times I was put to the test
In the station same clothes as the crime didn't confess
Been smoking the best of the best
Pack me whatever is left
The watch been covered in meth
What's next?
Seen the ap my brother even had a Patek
No flex
Had to tell the bitches leave me
Alone don't text
These bitches just wanna see me
Gorilla glue that's gg
Sideways in the Holden that's Pd
I've been moving weight might aswell be a pt
No fakes like cc
I still had to run down in flip flops
Now cunts getting Xd like xtos
45g on a wrist watch
All of us know it don't tick tock
So much coke we play Criss cross
Big bender so I woke up pissed off
Free JT
Shout out the area it's me
I'm on the x and the z
Smoking the j in the t
Still Missing the j and t
Raise my arms and they flee
Selling the water as g
No missions I'm needing the re
We Trynna make money f*ck all the beef
Half the brothers living in mansions the others living in streets
They know I don't carry but got whatever you need
On foot still dodging the dees
Do it and see
The devil come out when I'm doing them z
Nothing for free
I've smoked out of ps
And racked out of keys
This bud be hitting my chest I cough then I wheeze
Hot box I struggle to breathe
Half the shit that they do to they do it to weak
Brother come do it to me
And you'll just see
How quick lil moey can pick up the weapon and squeeze
Bitches be calling my phone they know Im a tease
Smoke then get up and leave
These girls do whatever I please
Whenever I need
After they get on there knees
My brain is a mess I'm stressed
Strapped up with a pen come test
That's death
Who you out to impress
All the brothers the same no less
Funny I come from the south west
Strapped with the west
My brother on vacay passed me the vest
Plenty times I was put to the test
In the station same clothes as the crime didn't confess
Been smoking the best of the best
Pack me whatever is left
The watch been covered in meth
What's next?
Seen the ap my brother even had a Patek
No flex
Had to tell the bitches leave me
Alone don't text
These bitches just wanna see me
Gorilla glue that's gg
Sideways in the Holden that's Pd
I've been moving weight might aswell be a pt
No fakes like cc
I still had to run down in flip flops
Now cunts getting Xd like xtos
45g on a wrist watch
All of us know it don't tick tock
So much coke we play Criss cross
Big bender so I woke up pissed off
Writer: Mohamed Hassanin
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