WYA ft. Big JAG Lyrics

All these rappers garbage Big Jag be spitting the hardest

I ain't gotta catch a case to prove i'm really solid

Lost a lot of homies seen fakin under they eyelids

Rather be with Chase or at Chase making deposits

Beat his block up you know we got em once we spot em

Beat her box up she swallow without a problem

I'm the one he thought he played ten toes what I stayed

Buried my emotions threw my feelings in the grave

Buried some of my brothers made them niggas do the same

You ain't gotta know ma name just say the letter on ma chain

I ain't met a nigga that I envy hatin shit ain't in me

Racks ho I got plenty let a Big Jag get the kitty

I'm quadruple k i'm here to kill the hate and that's just that

1 Thing I can't do is lack Ms Billy tell em where we at

We in my bentley leaving hooters, got my shooters in the back

Had ya bitch send ya location we gon pull up where you at

Got ya man up in my fanny smoking opps like it's the pack

Ya homeboy is known as pussy call him tom like he the cat

I'm in the bentley wit the glizzy zooted all year off the gas

We got all the drugs just tell me what you want and where you at

I know he a bitch and his bitch she choke and gag

He was flexin what he had so we took off wit his stash

Knock a bitch upside her head and make her shoulders do the diddy bop

Acting crazy like madea when she make her titties flop

Sweet lil bitch name Honey, but i'm gangsta please don't play with it

Playing tag shootout when we win they be like they did it

I go anywhere comfortably, these ho bitches in love with me

These hoes wanna beef, I bet my bullets give them some'n to eat

Too pretty to be fighting but these bitches never wanna do it

That's why I smoke my weed get my drink and do my fucking music

Aint no discriminating cuz nigga do be hating

Khalid went missing but we ain't gon send you the location

It's different ways of ending you like final destination

The death date to ya funeral the only invitation

Banging billy like my body but it's something that I do

Bougie bitch I need a bodyguard to help me tie my shoes

Evenly hitting you niggas not in ones but just in twos

It was a bloody massacre how u think he made the news

We in my bentley leaving hooters, got my shooters in the back

Had ya bitch send ya location we gon pull up where you at

Got ya man up in my fanny smoking opps like it's the pack

Ya homeboy is known as pussy call him tom like he the cat

I'm in the bentley wit the glizzy zooted all year off the gas

We got all the drugs just tell me what you want and where you at

I know he a bitch and his bitch she choke and gag

He was flexin what he had so we took off wit his stash

Got Big Jag with me, you violate he body bag with me

I swear he like my bestfriend that I always ever had with me

Watching him and slade load it up and bring it back empty

Tired of rolling ya dead mans ya opps been looking mad skimpy

I can't leave the house wit my ratchet or a snack in me

Ask about my strap I keep it loaded to the max wit me

I pray for my enemies that's the big jag in me

You know what i'm reppin bitch ain't no point in askin me

We in my bentley leaving hooters, got my shooters in the back

Had ya bitch send ya location we gon pull up where you at

Got ya man up in my fanny smoking opps like it's the pack

Ya homeboy is known as pussy call him tom like he the cat