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Jamaican Rum

 

Jamaican Rum

(album: Welcome To Jet Life Recordings - 2020)


Uh, bruh, ayy
This is motherfucking Jet Life
Get your motherfucking mind right
Nigga, look

I might be in Miami riding with some zoes
I got respect but I want a little more
You can smell the weed odor on my clothes
Andretti OG overpower my cologne
Bomb shit everywhere we go
You can't hang if you can't follow the jet code
We bust brains, retaliation is all we know
Send my prayers up, protect me while I'm on this road for sure

Look, this how that chopper talk
Take a nigga life and show no remorse
In the dark is when the creatures come out, get their day started
For real, for real, uh, shit
Man this my third money counter I done broke
I was high as shit and dropped that motherfucker on the floor

Send a group text to my niggas "Where y'all at? I got the low"
Ran through that then I hit the plug like "Yo, I need some more"
Seen some motherfuckers coming, we gon' run it up for sure
Been this good everytime, ask anybody who know
Don't get your life took trying to run some game
Young baby gangsta, it's a bust back thing
Choppa city on my stomach, now I'm 'bout to get the chain
Rolex on my wrist, living life like a king
Beat in my trunk, you can hear me up the street
Paper on my mind, hustle every day of the week
All them niggas broke like that's the shit to be
All them niggas gross but they going out weak

This how that chopper talk
Take a nigga life and show no remorse
In the dark is when the creatures come out, get their day started
For real, for real, uh, shit
Man this my third money counter I done broke
I was high as shit and dropped that motherfucker on the floor

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