(Ohh JAXKO!)

All my bitches stay anonymous, I'm gonna be here forever

I can't make no common sense

All these feelings got me __ ___ ___

Now I got niggas askin' me, "Hey JAXKO, can you flow on this?"

Put it on my family, put it on my kids

Put it on my family, I am fuckin' rich

All these diamonds are on my wrist

Young Jackson finna grow up, and make a lot of hits

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(Yo flow that shit is-)

With yo bitch anonymous

I green that, I do not miss

Talk bout bands, it's on my wrist

I carry, with no assist

I heard shots and you got hit

You ain't none, boy, you ain't shit

I heard that she was unknown

Hit me up she's home alone

With your bitch, her back get blown

Hit that shit, and heard her moan

With yo bitch anonymous

I green that, I do not miss

Talk bout bands, it's on my wrist

I carry, with no assist

I heard shots and you got hit

You ain't none, boy, you ain't shit