[Chorus Lil Jairmy x Jward]
I went and ran me up a bag, now they fucked up bout it
But, I love making haters mad, don't give a fuck bout it
Boy I stay down at the trap me and my n***as bout it
I put my faith up in my strap, Ion trust anybody
Lil n***a get up off my dick and let yo' bitch ride it
Them n***as did you like a lick, he ain't did shit bout it
These n***as talk that gangsta shit, but they don't live by it
I tatted double G up on me, and i'mma kill bout it! yeh yeh

[Verse 1: Lil Jairmy]
Say my big homie, just came home
And that boy still bout
Lil J up in that wheel chair, and that boy still solid
Don't give no fucks bout you, we don't care bout nobody
I got enough problems, I can't let no hoe stop me
I turn the East up, I know I got them folks watching
N***as ran off with my swag, like I ain't know bout it
I motivated you n***a, just tell the truth bout it
Gone put my name in a song, see what I do bout it
I bet i'm gone shoot bout it, hang all out the roof bout it
N***as getting too cocky, these n***as too sloppy
Gotta keep the tool on me, jippin ain't no option
I just took my hoe shoppin' I got all the kids watchin' yeh yeh

[Chorus Lil Jairmy x Jward]
I went and ran me up a bag, now they fucked up bout it
But, I love making haters mad, don't give a fuck bout it
Boy I stay down at the trap me and my n***as bout it
I put my faith up in my strap, Ion trust anybody
Lil n***a get up off my dick and let yo' bitch ride it
Them n***as did you like a lick, he ain't did shit bout it
These n***as talk that gangsta shit, but they don't live by it
I tatted double G up on me, and i'mma kill bout it! yeh yeh
[Verse 2: Lil Jairmy]
We sellin' dope, we count that dough, we up in broad day
I'm at the trap i'm kicking shit, I'm selling hard yay
N***a call my phone about a bitch he talking gun play
I'm feeling blessed, I moved my whole pack on a Sunday
I told my n***as we gone run that check up, one way
Got these n***as mad now, they soakin' up the swagg now
Only thang that hoe listening to is that gas now
I got these n***as rappin' pullin' songs out they ass now
They just make me laugh na, I'm still yellin' "Trap or Die"
N***as hate me cause I got the juice and Ion rap alot
If they really knew what I been through
They understand why. Set the hood on fire
I had to set the standard high. Tryna go against the team
Man that boy be assed out. I ain't gotta say a thing
I'ma pull them choppas out. Money ion play about
Fuck her til' she passin' out. I got some big racks on me
Like Thugga, Boy i'm cashin' out
Before her n***a even know I fucked her
Boy i'm smashin' out. Charges to the game
That shit ain't worth you getting killed bout
I ain't saving nobody, I ain't saving nobody
Bitch say i'ma dawg coo! Ion give a fuck bout it
She fucked on my dawg too, I ain't fucked up bout it
That bitch there, a busy body. She gone fuck on anybody!
She can fuck on everybody, I swear I won't care about it
I'ma count this money still, I won't lose no hair about it!
[Chorus Lil Jairmy x Jward]
I went and ran me up a bag, now they fucked up bout it
But, I love making haters mad, don't give a fuck bout it
Boy I stay down at the trap me and my n***as bout it
I put my faith up in my strap, Ion trust anybody
Lil n***a get up off my dick and let yo' bitch ride it
Them n***as did you like a lick, he ain't did shit bout it
These n***as talk that gangsta shit, but they don't live by it
I tatted double G up on me, and i'mma kill bout it! yeh yeh