Love For The Members
[Intro: Jaeychino & Protect]
(It's my birthday, SJ got me working)
Uh, uh, oh, yeah?
(Yeah, boss shit, boss shit n***a)
Coming through yo' hood, blowing up every street
(Me-me and Jaey, n***a, on Gang)
Slime, slime, oh, yeah?
(On gang)
Damn, damn
[Chorus: Jaeychino]
You want you a verse, I need me a whip
It's a ballhog summer, I ain't passing my stick
Shit too many strikers, got love for the members
Bro bumping that Drac' and he yelling out
Timber
Shit full 48 n***a, shout out Gil Kemp
He got knocked out his shoes and got left in his socks
I was only fifteen, dropping glass out the box
Lil Boosie the one, he got shit right on lock
[Verse 1: Jaeychino]
Man I'm gone off the yams, tryna get me some heat
Got Bryce on the mix, SJ on the bеat
Man I'm having my way, bitch, I feel like I'm Sneak
This P gon' sing like it's starring on Glee
Thеse n***as my sons, they look up to me
Cous' good wit' the stick like he playing the Wii
Tryna roll up an opp, man pass me a lighter
I'm blowing that pistol, I feel like I'm Flo Rida
[Verse 2: Protect]
My lighter flick, yeah I feel like Lil Wayne
I'm blowing these pistols, I'm feel like I'm Max Payne
Hitting this bitch and I don't know her name
I just called up my brother, he stuck in the chain gang
We keeping them poles if that n***a feel sporty
I'm sipping on drank, I ain't drinking no forty
Dropped one-fifty on a muhfuckin' steak
I feel like I'm Jaey, got 6 in the Drac'
My chopper hungry, these n***as got ate
I'm a real flexer, put racks in yo' face
You wanna make some lil money, no way
I could drop a whole check in yo' muhfuckin' Chase
My trap always open like it's Ochocinco
Just copped me a pound off a muhfuckin' gringo
If you want a verse, better pass me a brick
It's a ballhog summer, I ain't passing my stick
[Chorus: Jaeychino]
You want you a verse, I need me a whip
It's a ballhog summer, I ain't passing my stick
Shit too many strikers, got love for the members
Bro bumping that Drac' and he yelling out
Timber
Shit full 48 n***a, shout out Gil Kemp
He got knocked out his shoes and got left in his socks
I was only fifteen, dropping glass out the box
Lil Boosie the one, he got shit right on lock
(It's my birthday, SJ got me working)
Uh, uh, oh, yeah?
(Yeah, boss shit, boss shit n***a)
Coming through yo' hood, blowing up every street
(Me-me and Jaey, n***a, on Gang)
Slime, slime, oh, yeah?
(On gang)
Damn, damn
[Chorus: Jaeychino]
You want you a verse, I need me a whip
It's a ballhog summer, I ain't passing my stick
Shit too many strikers, got love for the members
Bro bumping that Drac' and he yelling out
Timber
Shit full 48 n***a, shout out Gil Kemp
He got knocked out his shoes and got left in his socks
I was only fifteen, dropping glass out the box
Lil Boosie the one, he got shit right on lock
[Verse 1: Jaeychino]
Man I'm gone off the yams, tryna get me some heat
Got Bryce on the mix, SJ on the bеat
Man I'm having my way, bitch, I feel like I'm Sneak
This P gon' sing like it's starring on Glee
Thеse n***as my sons, they look up to me
Cous' good wit' the stick like he playing the Wii
Tryna roll up an opp, man pass me a lighter
I'm blowing that pistol, I feel like I'm Flo Rida
[Verse 2: Protect]
My lighter flick, yeah I feel like Lil Wayne
I'm blowing these pistols, I'm feel like I'm Max Payne
Hitting this bitch and I don't know her name
I just called up my brother, he stuck in the chain gang
We keeping them poles if that n***a feel sporty
I'm sipping on drank, I ain't drinking no forty
Dropped one-fifty on a muhfuckin' steak
I feel like I'm Jaey, got 6 in the Drac'
My chopper hungry, these n***as got ate
I'm a real flexer, put racks in yo' face
You wanna make some lil money, no way
I could drop a whole check in yo' muhfuckin' Chase
My trap always open like it's Ochocinco
Just copped me a pound off a muhfuckin' gringo
If you want a verse, better pass me a brick
It's a ballhog summer, I ain't passing my stick
[Chorus: Jaeychino]
You want you a verse, I need me a whip
It's a ballhog summer, I ain't passing my stick
Shit too many strikers, got love for the members
Bro bumping that Drac' and he yelling out
Timber
Shit full 48 n***a, shout out Gil Kemp
He got knocked out his shoes and got left in his socks
I was only fifteen, dropping glass out the box
Lil Boosie the one, he got shit right on lock