This whole time I’m jus tryna stay in line
Most of my family did shit n committed crimes
My nigga this ain’t my life, this ain’t what i want
My nigga i want a wife, n money in the volt
This ain’t the beginning nor is it the end
To let you kno ion fold nor do i bend
Like I’m Tpain nigga all i do is win
Going back n forth nigga like I’m in a trend
Counting money to the top it don’t never drop
But if it do best believe that’s when the body’s drop
45 on hip yea i love the Glock
I’m jus getting started i ain’t bout to stop
Ripped jeans yea they blue bitch u kno they rocks
Papi JD in dis bitch nigga I’m on top
Niggas snitching on the squad niggas they sum opps
Ima boss lil nigga word to my pops
Got yo girl in the back yea she shaking ass
Jd in this btc yea I’m making cash
Doing 90 ina 60 bouta do the dash
Driving so damn fast nigga Ima crash
Burning rubber on theses nigga let me taste my ash
My chain so wet Jesus piece nicknamed it splash
Ima boss you is not nigga I’m yo dad
Shot him up nigga bleeding he gone need a pad
Cook the dope then we sell it in the plastic bag
I’m taking out the trash lil nigga like my name is glad
Y’all niggas angry at jd do i make ya mad
How ya feel ya boy gone nigga it’s so sad
Yea my bitch a lil cold nigga she so bad
Smoking dope so loud best i ever had
Hit it once now he out ask my nigga Chad
50k in the duffle that i gotta add
Rich nigga 2020 cuz i got the stash
We the goats sending nigga to them plastic bags
Moving fast on theses niggas like my name was flash
Moving fast on theses niggas like my name was flash
Papi JD once again ima let em kno
Ima boss once again nigga you a hoe
U owe me money best believe we kicking down to doe
Make it rain like I’m jeezy bitch we call it snow
Flashing lights from the bitches waiting at the show
Wit the dope I’m Tom Brady nigga Ima pro
Riding dirty thru the city my car it’s sitting low
Can’t no niggas copy me i got a different flow
Sold my soul for this check bouta run it up
Illuminati in dis bitch ion gaf
We all die anyways bouta live it up
Ima big dawg nigga u a lil pup
Niggas diss me na I’m up they tryna say wassup
1800 mixed with remy in the double cup
When we done with the body put it in the trunk
Song with Sosa coming soon it’s a lot of junk
I put tadoe on a track cuz y’all niggas lame
Ballout too in the bitch cuz we make it rain
40 knocking at yo doe bet it touch yo brain
Got them spiders everywhere this ain’t mary jane
Taking trips out the country bout to go to spain
Niggas talking to the feds you must be insane
Dry snitching on the squad we don’t play them games
All y’all niggas broke nowhere near a sprain
Catch him at the club bet he tuck his chain
Grab yo bitch by the throat nigga call me kane
45 on my hip bet it leave a stain
In the club all blues bet i make it rain
In the club all blues bet i make it rain
My ar in the back bet it call ya name
After this 40 hit yo shit you won’t be the same
Nigga said that he a boss he’s a fucking lame
Papi JD that’s my name
Ha ha
Papi JD that’s my name
Ha ha