Watch Who You Around
[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)
(I hear you, JAY C)
[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
They just popped my n***a skin, he in the Porsche 911
That's why I be noid, n***as hate to see you flexin'
I can't drive without the FN, it's an obsession
Been reachin' for it every five minutes like I'm stretchin'
R.I.P Jizzle, ran up fifty in Texas
Bail out over some pape', every day I regret it
I got popped, what goes around comes around, I ain't stressin'
Won't just pop three of 'em only time he had me jealous
What I look like lettin' 'em run me out the hood? I ain't goin'
Payin' 25K for dog addy if you know it
Just madе a hundred K off PUA, but I'll blow it
Bro'll fire your ass up for three-five, but hе ain't smokin'
Opps flashin' money on the 'Gram, I ain't notice
Stack was so small, I had to squint, really focus
Swear the n***as talk the most shit be the brokest
On Live all day and I ain't seen him make a token
He got a bald spot, you know n***as capped out
His bitch kicked him out again, she must've found out
She got him pussy-whipped, he tryna win that bitch back
Couldn't see myself stressin' hoes that look like that
[Chorus: BandGang Javar]
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Fuck I look like leavin' out my hood? N***a, I ain't goin'
Pulled up on you early, popped your ass up, got back in motion
Ain't seen you since, you ain't came back to the hood, thought I ain't noticed?
Ask the fans, n***a, they always see me out with that bitch pokin'
Man, hocus pocus, n***as disappear like Wizard Kelly
N***as got the hoes scared, bitches know I got beef like I'm loose deli
We ain't been talkin' 'bout no appeal when he be sayin' he takin' addies
N***a ain't seen you in some years, but when he seen you, you know what happened, n***a
Pull over for the hook and I got blick, I'ma let you have it, n***a
I hope you stash it, n***a, or we gon' have to bag these n***as
Walked out the crib and I got blick inside my hand, they like, "Damn, I thought we had these n***as"
Thinkin' you scared of havin' shootouts, man, that really showed the fan in n***as
I don't know why he spared me
I should've turned around and chased his ass, Tom and Jerry
Man, n***as Plankton, n***as Gary in this shit
Like October 31, man, it get scary in this whip
[Chorus: BandGang Javar & The Godfather]
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be the main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it (You know what the fuck goin' on, n***a)
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin' (Yeah)
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
[Verse 3: The Godfather]
You gotta watch your mans and watch these hoes too, these bitches plottin'
Tried to overkill his ass, Pat had to tap me, tell me stop it
I spent twenty-two hundred just to stuff twenty in my pocket
I got ten milli' on me, ready to take off, this bitch a rocket, n***a
Fuckin' with the opposition, that's how you get cropped from pictures
Me and Rose, we used to hit the road, we splittin' up the giffies
Hundred racks, when we go to re-up, it's nothin' less than fifty
Twenty-two be pokin' out the jeans, don't try to wrestle with me
I told Paid to bless the bag for me, them bitches comin' with me
Real n***a, park and hit the lights, and then we come and get you
Unc' told me to make it out the hood, look at the bigger picture
Never too much money in your stash, you better get richer
[Chorus: BandGang Javar]
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip (N***a)
(MIA JAY C)
(I hear you, JAY C)
[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
They just popped my n***a skin, he in the Porsche 911
That's why I be noid, n***as hate to see you flexin'
I can't drive without the FN, it's an obsession
Been reachin' for it every five minutes like I'm stretchin'
R.I.P Jizzle, ran up fifty in Texas
Bail out over some pape', every day I regret it
I got popped, what goes around comes around, I ain't stressin'
Won't just pop three of 'em only time he had me jealous
What I look like lettin' 'em run me out the hood? I ain't goin'
Payin' 25K for dog addy if you know it
Just madе a hundred K off PUA, but I'll blow it
Bro'll fire your ass up for three-five, but hе ain't smokin'
Opps flashin' money on the 'Gram, I ain't notice
Stack was so small, I had to squint, really focus
Swear the n***as talk the most shit be the brokest
On Live all day and I ain't seen him make a token
He got a bald spot, you know n***as capped out
His bitch kicked him out again, she must've found out
She got him pussy-whipped, he tryna win that bitch back
Couldn't see myself stressin' hoes that look like that
[Chorus: BandGang Javar]
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Fuck I look like leavin' out my hood? N***a, I ain't goin'
Pulled up on you early, popped your ass up, got back in motion
Ain't seen you since, you ain't came back to the hood, thought I ain't noticed?
Ask the fans, n***a, they always see me out with that bitch pokin'
Man, hocus pocus, n***as disappear like Wizard Kelly
N***as got the hoes scared, bitches know I got beef like I'm loose deli
We ain't been talkin' 'bout no appeal when he be sayin' he takin' addies
N***a ain't seen you in some years, but when he seen you, you know what happened, n***a
Pull over for the hook and I got blick, I'ma let you have it, n***a
I hope you stash it, n***a, or we gon' have to bag these n***as
Walked out the crib and I got blick inside my hand, they like, "Damn, I thought we had these n***as"
Thinkin' you scared of havin' shootouts, man, that really showed the fan in n***as
I don't know why he spared me
I should've turned around and chased his ass, Tom and Jerry
Man, n***as Plankton, n***as Gary in this shit
Like October 31, man, it get scary in this whip
[Chorus: BandGang Javar & The Godfather]
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be the main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it (You know what the fuck goin' on, n***a)
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin' (Yeah)
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
[Verse 3: The Godfather]
You gotta watch your mans and watch these hoes too, these bitches plottin'
Tried to overkill his ass, Pat had to tap me, tell me stop it
I spent twenty-two hundred just to stuff twenty in my pocket
I got ten milli' on me, ready to take off, this bitch a rocket, n***a
Fuckin' with the opposition, that's how you get cropped from pictures
Me and Rose, we used to hit the road, we splittin' up the giffies
Hundred racks, when we go to re-up, it's nothin' less than fifty
Twenty-two be pokin' out the jeans, don't try to wrestle with me
I told Paid to bless the bag for me, them bitches comin' with me
Real n***a, park and hit the lights, and then we come and get you
Unc' told me to make it out the hood, look at the bigger picture
Never too much money in your stash, you better get richer
[Chorus: BandGang Javar]
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip
N***as hate to see you up, especially when they ain't got it
Watch who you around, n***as hate to see you poppin'
Watch who you call bro, them be them main n***as plottin'
Watch these hoes, but watch your bitch close or hoes gossip (N***a)