Jet Speed Songtext

Come for me now babe, it's been too long
Love it when you got no makeup on
Drum on that AR, that bitch hold 60
[?] card I just made a whole 50
Feelin' on her ass, I hope she ain't offended
Never tellin' on my dogs or co-defendants

Never trust a nigga who be lyin' a lot
AR-9 came with the red dot
I got 50 growers in a headlock
Before I made this song I mailed some strains out
Firearms in every room in the crib
Lemon cherry GDP inside the fridge
Stayin' low you know I'm living off the grid
One thing I could never do is tell a fib (Oh wow)
Keep it real, is you down?
We don't even fuck around
Glocks laying all around
We'll gun a nigga down
We'll walk a nigga down You ain't gotta count [?]
Havin' ammo, havin' rounds
Shawty got a nigga aroused
Yeah
Paranoid at the house, yeah
Blicked up while I make sprouts, yeah
Clutchin' while I'm on the couch, yeah
Baby, come and use your mouth on me
Police really got it out for me
I don't even know why
Nigga try, they gonna die
I ain't tellin' no lies

Police stay tryna arrest me
Baby she tryna caress me
Whippin' that charger with jet speed
My money tall just like Leslie, Lisa
I get them racks off a Visa
I put her on game, I'm a teacher
I'm selling these bags out a CPN home
Talking to plug on a Blockchain phone
Come for me now babe, it's been too long
Love it when you got no makeup on
Drum on that AR, that bitch hold 60
[?] card I just made a whole 50
Feelin' on her ass I hope she ain't offended
Never tellin' on my dogs or co-defendants