Released on March 2, 2018

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[ Jay Brown]

It’s really gone be a catastrophe I’m ballin like master p

Bitches in public say there go ya majesty

Feel like these demons that after me

93 got me experience gravity, young boss nigga I’m glad to be

Blocked her number she mad at me no more being raggedy

Yeah yo blood better not be bad with me we causing tradegy

Ya these drugs just keep on dragging me she back seat gaging me

Every day in thanking Mama D that’s just for having me this shit here I’m smoking lit

I swear that I can barely breathe

[?] that bitch , deep throat that bitch

She giraffe on that dick I just be smashing that bit

With my vans on I be thrasher that bit

3.5 in my backwoods I ain’t passing that shit

Ion give a fuck if she act good Ian cashing that bit

I do this shit for my mama, I do this shit for my self who want the drama

You might cold in the summa talk that shit then we putting you under damn

Smashing that bit and she knowing that she say she thinking bout calling the plumber

Yeah two bitches with me that’s a slumber I’m giving these bitches cucumbers

Talking that shit on the internet you know my niggas we not gone get into that

You know it’s really gone be a catastrophe

No bitch you can’t get no money stop asking me wasn’t fucking with me when I was raggedy wasn’t fucking with me when I wasn’t getting no money now I’m having something you wanna fuck on a yougin, nigga fuck with my squad know we gunnin


[ Jay Brown]

It’s really gone be a catastrophe I’m ballin like master p

Bitches in public say there go ya majesty

Feel like these demons that after me

93 got me experience gravity, young boss nigga I’m glad to be

Blocked her number she mad at me no more being raggedy

Yeah yo blood better not be bad with me we causing tradegy

Ya these drugs just keep on dragging me she back seat gaging me

Every day in thanking Mama D that’s just for having me this shit here I’m smoking lit

I swear that I can barely breathe


[Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

Smoking gelato my sock lit like Balenciaga running up 4 ain’t got no top

Getting some top from a top model

I bought a AP it called top dop

Gambling in the hood like it’s Nevada

It look like a v-neck got ice on my collar

5 star used to trap out ramada

We be trapping we be juggin all day

I send them shooters if you don’t wanna pay

I got them choppers like KKK

I’m balling had to go get me a plate

I get the pack had to touch down from the bay African diamonds I look like a runaway

Call my nigga [?] he come andelay

Trapping I probably serve ya auntie

My nigga eat it up like it’s a entree

You with that fighting shit I want some gunplay etiquette popping like everyday Sunday fuck all that other shit I need that money

Walk in tha trap with my [?] and my strap I’m in camouflage I know how to dap they eat it I need my swag on the app

I shoot the chopper make ya do the man no know ya [?]


[ Jay Brown]

It’s really gone be a catastrophe I’m ballin like master p

Bitches in public say there go ya majesty

Feel like these demons that after me

93 got me experience gravity, young boss nigga I’m glad to be

Blocked her number she mad at me no more being raggedy

Yeah yo blood better not be bad with me we causing tradegy

Ya these drugs just keep on dragging me she back seat gaging me

Every day in thanking Mama D that’s just for having me this shit here I’m smoking lit

I swear that I can barely breathe