LSF

Jmak on the beat

This shit gon’ be heat

My shit be elite

Like my jewelry

The diamonds so fleek

And sometimes it leak

I gave her a treat

Say bon appetite

I want a Roley

Don’t care bout a fee

I gave her the love, and she gave me *****

She ‘ready know that she **** with a g

If I want to ****, then she want the d

I’m looking icy

Wit’ crodie ob

We tee off the lean

And we got a beam

We up in a Beamer

Got a bad *****, she stay getting finer

And when she be tripping I go for Selena

Got codeine, I pour up a litre

Four ounces, in my two litre

‘Lotta pro lean, you would think I’m a cheater

All my cros gon’ make a scene

Got freed up, they can’t hold me

Drip to hard in them Louis V’s

Fans go crazy, move like feens

I love my fans, they made my dream

It’s H-O-C, a shotta’ team

We left the scene in two ‘Raris

She Espanola like Cardi B

And I got a VVS bussed down

This weed got me high, I’m so flushed out

She wilding out, I said hush now

I’m on the bag, on the cash route

All of my hittas’ don’t give a ****

We hit’em up with them hunnid’ rounds

And I put in grind and you say it’s luck

If you a guy you would come around

Jmak on the beat

This shit gon’ be heat

My shit be elite

Like my jewelry

The diamonds so fleek

And sometimes it leak

I gave her a treat

Say bon appetite

I want a Roley

Don’t care bout a fee

I gave her the love, and she gave me *****

She ‘ready know that she **** with a g

If I want to ****, then she want the d

I’m looking icy

Wit’ crodie ob

We tee off the lean

And we got a beam

We up in a Beamer

Got a bad *****, she stay getting finer

And when she be tripping I go for Selena

Got codeine, I pour up a litre

Four ounces, in my two litre

‘Lotta pro lean, you would think I’m a cheater

I be high and I’m smoking that reefa

And this pocket rocket doing FIFA

I can’t go nowhere without a nina

And she eat up that ***** like it’s pizza

And the white really good like Sabrina

She looking fine, I’ma take her to diner

I’m in the trap, money good I’ma winner

Remember them days momma knew me a sinner

Ima get turnt when I’m off da’ liquor

You don’t wanna get me pissed off

Buckets always in the trap spot

Told that silly ***** to kick rocks

You don’t want to know how much the Benz cost

You don’t want to know how much my friends lost

For that simple reason I stay on cotch

I got ‘lot of bangers need to unlock

Jmak on the beat

This shit gon’ be heat

My shit be elite

Like my jewelry

The diamonds so fleek

And sometimes it leak

I gave her a treat

Say bon appetite

I want a Roley

Don’t care bout a fee

I gave her the love, and she gave me *****

She ‘ready know that she **** with a g

If I want to ****, then she want the d

I’m looking icy

Wit’ crodie ob

We tee off the lean

And we got a beam

We up in a Beamer

Got a bad *****, she stay getting finer

And when she be tripping I go for Selena

Got codeine, I pour up a litre

Four ounces, in my two litre

Lotta pro lean, you would think I’m a cheater