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Jackboy

What's Mine Is Yours

 

What's Mine Is Yours

(album: Jackboy 2 - 2021)


(SephGotTheWaves)
(SickDrumz)

[Jackboy:]
What mines is yours, what you see, you can have it
Rich nigga, I could spoil you with Pateks
Rich nigga, always stand on my word
My ex played and got kicked to the curb
Ain't acting right, then you're bound to get left
Ain't playing right, think we needed a ref
Stress-free, kill they ass, what's his set?
Lord, bless me, I moved my mom out the 'jects

Lord, bless me, I had to go buy a Demon
Told lil' bro, "Pack the heat," 'cause these niggas be scheming
He go with his mood and lil' bro go to squeezing
I go make my move, he be dead by the weekend
It won't take much for me to get your ass gone
Only feel like a killer when he on his phone
These niggas be pussy, these hoes'll be sloots
I came with my shooter, she fucking my troops
Salute to the niggas who having the loot
Started from the end, now we having motion
I told 'em I'll get it, they thought I was joking
Now I feel like fuck the world, no Trojan
VVS diamonds on my chain, I'm glowing
Got this ho tryna give me brain, she foreign
Lil' bitch tryna suck away my soul
Nut on her face, aim straight for the nose

What mines is yours, what you see, you can have it
Rich nigga, I could spoil you with Pateks
Rich nigga, always stand on my word
My ex played and got kicked to the curb
Ain't acting right, then you're bound to get left
Ain't playing right, think we needed a ref
Stress-free, kill they ass, what's his set?
Lord, bless me, I moved my mom out the 'jects

[Money Man:]
Put the switch on it, now the glizzy automatic
Bullets hit him, they gon' make his bones shatter
Hundred rounds make a whole crowd scatter
Scammers, they can go and hack bank data
Dripping like I'm finna hit the Met Gala
Thick bitch at the show, tryna call after
I got a ARPs and FNs if a nigga come back
Fuck that petty money, I want real M's
These ain't clout stones, you see real gems
100K for the AP wristband
Caught him down bad, he a dead man
Made a sacrifice, now I'm living better
If that's your private shit, chalk him down together
Take the stand, shit, I can never ever
Bar set, shit, I can never ever

[Jackboy:]
What mines is yours, what you see, you can have it
Rich nigga, I could spoil you with Pateks
Rich nigga, always stand on my word
My ex played and got kicked to the curb
Ain't acting right, then you're bound to get left
Ain't playing right, think we needed a ref
Stress-free, kill they ass, what's his set?
Lord, bless me, I moved my mom out the 'jects

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