Mister Jay Lyrics

We gon do this bitch one more time

Brrrt Aye

DG Yeah

I don't like niggas so a nigga better not play with me cause I don't fight niggas

Think I got a Glock addiction cause my fingers like triggers

Told these niggas better not fuck with Snow or that's your life nigga (Oh that's your life)

Yeah that's your life nigga

I came up off selling drugs and stealing shit

Mask down gloves on bitch I'm really drilling shit

Lil hoe hit my line said she got cash I'm really selling dick

Say she got a nigga but I bet she still gone let me hit (goddamn these hoes ain't shit)

They ain't worth a damn they ain't even worth your time

Sent a bitch right to the crib with 5 so she can drop the dime

That's why I can't trust a hoe I always got to keep me nine

Cause I know what I do inside the dark gone come out to the light

Lost a bag and got it back quick

Plug just dropped the load off so I made it do a back twist

These niggas be pussy and some posers so I call they ass a actress

Safe ran out of room so I put bands inside my mattress

Yeah I been that, Nigga play with me I find his block and I'm a spin that

Any nigga think I'm pussy must be smoking on that crinack

Don't forget that you ain't bulletproof

This Glock gone push your wig back (where your wig cap bitch)

Went right back to trapping bitch I got to catch a play

Ain't no conversation if that shit won't get me paid

Ain't no sense in judging I just call a spade a spade

I told that bitch if she not fuckin Ima make a trade

Cause I don't need her

I don't want no goody two shoe bitch I wanna eatcha

Dragons on my bitch so on my left wrist it's a Frieza

This bitch ain't got shit I need so I had to delete her (Goddamn)

Bitch you got to go I ain't tripping off no pussy I already fucked before

All these bitches wanna fuck me and they getting harder to ignore

If you won't do it I know 6 who will cause I got plenty whores

Bitch go head and hit the door

All my bitches bad

Let a nigga play then he get popped just like a tag

Niggas know I'm Crippin I don't need to wear my rag

Been outside all day bitch I been tryna chase a bag

Tryna run these racks up baby I don't plan on stopping now

If you playing with the gang we loading up and walking down

I got hoes that call me Mister Jay I still ain't never been a clown

All my hoes gone let me have my way

I tell them when I'm back in town