Jerzey Love (Prod. Geekinz) Video (MV)

Yeahhhh
Uh
What
Hold on
Uh uh uh uh uh
Look
Uh aye

Baby got ass
Baby shake ass, got her rolling gas
It's a Glock seventeen
On her new man's block and you know I'm bouta spaz
I said baby come back
I toss up racks she love when I count cash
Let's make a movie and leave yo old life in the past yeah
Live life too fast, Porsche nine eleven that I might crash
No brakes all gas, I put two-twenty right on the dash
Baby hit my line, said she tryna jump inside my bag
We too turnt up, girl this the life that you could have

I can't be down bad, this lifestyle get lonely
If you got my back know this pistol stay on me
Two-four on my back that Grah Grah like Kobe
I fade away from the tre, with that Grah Grah you can't hold me
I can't be down bad, baby miss the old me
Till the twelfth of never, that's what baby told me
That grah on my lap, she screaming f*ck the police
They buss we buss right back, she don't want fans me and her only

I said baby insane
Tryna give me brain while we switching up lanes
We get right to it
I know that she like when we don't play games
Girl let's get back, the key to my heart it's in yo stash
Come here relax, ride in the passenger count these racks like
But a million thangs, a million thangs about you I could say
I'ma tat yo name, right on my arm where you would lay
When they ask the story I'll tell that shit all day on me
Cause the shit we have, girl people would kill to have what we had like

(I never had, thoughts to control me)
(Until something bad, left me so lonely)
(And I want it back, I want the old me)
(I'm trying to forget, but things just remind me)

(I never had) uh (thoughts to control me)
What
(Until something bad) hold on (left me so lonely)
Uh uh uh
(And I want it back, I want the old me)
(Uh)
(I'm trying to forget) look, aye (but things just remind me)

I can't be down bad, this lifestyle get lonely
If you got my back know this pistol stay on me
Two-four on my back that Grah Grah like Kobe
I fade away from the tre, with that Grah Grah you can't hold me
I can't be down bad, baby miss the old me
Till the twelfth of never, that's what baby told me
That Grah on my lap, she screaming f*ck the police
They buss we buss right back, she don't want fans me and her only