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A lot of niggas talking down on my name

The only reason why cuz I’ll make it rain

Peeper mint like it’s Christmas bitch it’s candy cane

Jdentertainment boi we make it rain

Going against us boy u is insane

Like to grab her head when she give me brain

Any nigga talking bullet in his brain

Any nigga talking bullet in his brain

Verse 1

(Slow)

Bitch I’m from the south

My niggas from the north

This 40 on my waist

Bet it make a nigga sore

(Slow)

Lil jd Ima force

N she ride me like a horse

She the race I’m the course

U want drugs I’m the source

Wanna drive grab the Porsche

Bodies send them to the morge

And I’m riding in that sport

(nigga rts)

Nigga u still on the porch

Feed her dick not no pork

Money big you too short

Nigga i ain’t go to court

Sippin lean by the quarts

Bitch the money it ain’t stoppin

Moving fast like a rocket

Talking shit boy you not it

Big blues in my pockets

She wanna cry fuck the non sense

Lil jd bitch I’m poppin

Niggas talking ain’t bout action

That 45 btc I’m packin

In the jungle like I’m tarzon

We won’t stop cuz it’s nothing

You shoot who bitch you bluffin

And you kno we keep them muffins

Yea niggas kno this the W

Slide down a nigga block with the parachute

Chappa hit a nigga body rip his ass in 2

Nigga counting all this green all i know is blue

45 shots nock him out his jeans

6 or 23 Lebron nigga I’m the king

At the park with my sista Cuz she wanna sing

Papi JD in this bitch all i kno is bling

Who wanna fight come n get me ima dawg I’m the ring

I make it rain in the club like my last name was spring

I’m off beat but ion care bitch u kno what i mean

45 hit a nigga and his whole fucking team