Jan$port Lyrics

I don't even gotta say nun on the intro like

The lyrics gone speak for they self

I've been putting niggas in they place just like a landlord

Flyer than an eagle, counting money till my hands sore (soar)

If you ain't finna help your niggas win, then what's them bands for?

She been in her feelings, lately I've been in my Jansport

I've been calling all the shots, but I ain't flying coach

Seen her with her baddie friend, and I can't lie, I want them both

Laser focused on the money, man I got it in my scope

I'm from the Raq, we spend two months rent on winter coats

Shorty said that I ain't have no manners, I'm like bitch, please

Said he rich, it's holes in his story like it's Swiss cheese

She showing me her TikTok drafts, it's giving pick me

I'm never putting down the pole like the nigga on the Grizzlies

I'll be balling til' I'm old like the nigga on the Lakers

I just did her wrong and she keep running back, Cam Akers

Tired of waiting for my turn, I am not a hand raiser

Real smooth nigga, I could roll a blunt with sandpaper

If it ain't bout the money, I'ma need a translator

I honestly think I done touched more paper then hand painters

Shorty hella sweet, but I can't save her (savor)

She was on my dick, I cut her off, I had to manscape her

Shoutout BTR and Gustavo, cause I'm a band maker

I be driving at the speed of light, you'd think my friend's Mater

All your fits is great value, nigga I'ma brand namer

I was still the freshest man in class as a 10th grader

I was still the youngest nigga having at my graduation

Lotta niggas wouldn't need excuses if they had some patience

Duck told everybody I would blow, I'm mad I had him waiting

I can't stop til me and twin got rollies with the matching faces

Yeah, we gone go bust down, bust down, can't believe we up now

It was me when I was broke, so why you sayin' us now

You be catching flights just to chase hoes, you get a thumbs down

NFL, I'm chasing seven figures when I touch down

My whip like a Mac, press a button and it shut down

Cut it back on, we been stacking mad long

Bae you know my cell on DND, so hit my trap phone

I tell shorty, I'ma take her shopping when I'm back home

Spending arms and legs as long as she can be my backbone

Arms, legs, back, I just bodied that

Niggas heard the snippet, they like when the fuck you dropping that

Niggas in my DM asking where the fuck I'm shopping at

Only thing worse than bein' pussy is a copycat

Sorry if you feel attacked, I'm just bein' honest

And you gave me 30 for (34) a show, man I feel like Giannis

I know this kid been totin' guns since a young age

He was damn near raised by the Drac', he might be Adonis

Q&A was hard, but y'all was sleeping on it

If they ask who the hottest out, then I ain't being modest

Hope my ex drown in a river, she can meet piranhas

How you keep my name in your mouth but couldn't keep a promise?

Man this beat I'm tweaking on it, happy days I'm speakin' on it

Made a song about my sadder days (Saturdays), let's get the Weekend on it

The way that nigga posting with that whip, you'd think that he had bought it

Cuddy copped a plea and took his five, I wish that he had fought it

I ain't really into record deals, but let me see the offer

This shit I do will not make sense (cents) to you, but it make me some dollars

Caught a opp without his stick, guess he ain't see Harry Potter

Shorty had an accent but he pronounced dead, we got him speaking proper

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