Sheluvmaxxx - Jason! Lyrics

Hands up, my boy he a shooter so you better check
I wasn't in the field but I was making plays, Bellicheck
Sorry boo, won't call your phone, the other hoe give better neck
She like my voice, she love my style, yeah you know I make her wet
When I be out, I be cash flippin', huh, I get bad bitches
Told her that she not this cute, in real life she be catfishin'
Hit the lights and we gon' shoot that boy and leave his back missin'
We be goin' lane to lane in cats, you know we fast switchin'
Heartagram, I got many names, many chains, many hoes
Why this lil' hoe tryna shop where I shop, I get plenty clothes
If I touch the Henny with my ring, bet the Henny froze
Bitch, it's 2AM, I keep on askin' when the Denny's close
Bitch, I'm goin' 90 on the freeway, I don't know the exit
Told her do not FaceTime me, if you could text it
I got all the money in the bank, I don't gotta flex it
No ass, no money, baby, sorry, I'ma exit
Baby, she a groupie, she keep askin' who the coldest
Told her, baby, I love cougars, I keep askin' who the oldest
Why these niggas talkin' down on Heartagram, but they was foldin'
These niggas actin' like they one of a kind, they like Dakota
Bitch, there's two of em, it's north to south, my bitch go east to west
DJ Khaled money, told my other niggas we the best
My bitch a cannibal, she put me down and then she eat the flesh
I'm f*ckin' with a real eater, yeah the type to make a mess
Show me tricks and I might trick on you, yeah, I see that hip on you
Baby, no, I'm not your last nigga, I won't dip on you
Told her I'm the nigga that she call when he trip on you
She told me that she miss me on the way to put that dick on you
Birkin bag make her back hurt when she walk
Took her out the country, she gotta accent when she talk
A thousand ain't none to me, I can get that out the vault
These niggas ain't got no paper, reason why they throwin' salt
But when I was broke, money was my motivation
But you broke now, and the bitches only think you chasin
220 on my dash, on my mama, I can do the racin
My mama told me, son, you better kill em' so I'll play it like I'm Jason
You are not a real killer, I'll look at you like you Chucky
I do not link with these hoes, so if you see me, then you lucky
I cannot f*ck on that slut because I heard that she was yucky
Money spread a thousand miles, that's the reason she gon' f*ck me
I got money like I'm Elon Musk, bitch, tryna be like us
Chauffeur in the big black truck, huh, we don't ride the bus
Bitch, she was bougie as a kid, all she do is fuss
Told her I can never love a hoe, bitch, it's only lust