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Jet Life Feat. Curren$y Trademark Da Skydiver & Young Roddy Lyrics
Iโm back up, getting racked up
Iโm stacking, you lacking,
I came here for it all maine
Iโm a real nigga, no acting
Iโm bout action, you know that?
Hide up where the hoes at
Money piles I blow that, nigga flashy in my Kodak
Itโs got that 45 on me and I ainโt talking bout a throw back
Come through with all that stunner, lay it down just like a door mat
Iโm Gโd up nigga know that, come through sitting low like for flaps
Setting fire to them loud packs, yeah bitch Iโm all that
All that and then some, thatโs based upon my income
I been numb to these fuck boys, take a fuck on em cause they done
Since day 1, they killin' 'em with this rap shit
Iโm a1, steak sauce, label sleeping on me fuck it thatโs they loss
I ainโt trippin' no, Iโm still getting the dough
Like Iโm flippin' Oโs of that killer coke
Iโm just killin' notes, a proficial smoke, paper up bitch Iโm bout to blow
Fuck you think Iโm in it for, yes itโs been a minute foe
But Iโm in it to win it, so I be getting in it in a minute, you know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, MOB until the day I crawl
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, MOB until the day I crawl
From sun down to that sun up, Iโm platinum, man you know
One deep in my 2 door, big dog like kujo
Blood 9 to be budrow, strapped down like usual
I kicks it, no judo, no black belt, it get crucial
I smash that then Iโm Audi 5 bro holler back I'm like uno
One love to my crew though, I push weight no sumo
Hit a buck 50 for the lu cheese, while these broke niggas sit neutral
I got his girl in my tip toe, like soldiers slip Iโm cutthroat
Penny for thought like my intro
My charger whip is a Benzo
Got stain read my bio, nigga better check my info
Shout out to the no, hustle and I mo
I got the game from my 10 4
They donโt have a clue what Iโve been through
And Iโve been through hell and back maine
Thank god for this rap game
Told her to keep her heels on
And she told to keep my Tims on
But I guess she knows what itโs hitting for
Beat that pussy kembo
Make bread, off 10 ways, roll up and get paid
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl
God made me to push the Bentley bug city
Big said that, so I always play it back
When Iโm leaning in the cotton corner shop
Got em bleeding to death nigga
Hoes startler when them exotic motor starting
They thirsty and starving, my diamonds looking like 100 dollar bottle waters
You can sip something darling but no to go cups
Thatโs evidence proving that you know us
Air type no crack covering them cracks wonโt ambush this
Iโm on my people miss my attack, of the stacks, I just
Bitches looking at us, know we good catchers
Hoe from my passes, reminisces when they had us
Love that was then, this is now
The bitch Iโm in says she all in, so you assed out
Heading for a side, turbo drop top with the stash box
Letโs go into these stars and leave out with the broads
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl.
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl.
Iโm stacking, you lacking,
I came here for it all maine
Iโm a real nigga, no acting
Iโm bout action, you know that?
Hide up where the hoes at
Money piles I blow that, nigga flashy in my Kodak
Itโs got that 45 on me and I ainโt talking bout a throw back
Come through with all that stunner, lay it down just like a door mat
Iโm Gโd up nigga know that, come through sitting low like for flaps
All that and then some, thatโs based upon my income
I been numb to these fuck boys, take a fuck on em cause they done
Since day 1, they killin' 'em with this rap shit
Iโm a1, steak sauce, label sleeping on me fuck it thatโs they loss
I ainโt trippin' no, Iโm still getting the dough
Like Iโm flippin' Oโs of that killer coke
Iโm just killin' notes, a proficial smoke, paper up bitch Iโm bout to blow
Fuck you think Iโm in it for, yes itโs been a minute foe
But Iโm in it to win it, so I be getting in it in a minute, you know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, MOB until the day I crawl
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, MOB until the day I crawl
From sun down to that sun up, Iโm platinum, man you know
One deep in my 2 door, big dog like kujo
Blood 9 to be budrow, strapped down like usual
I kicks it, no judo, no black belt, it get crucial
I smash that then Iโm Audi 5 bro holler back I'm like uno
One love to my crew though, I push weight no sumo
Hit a buck 50 for the lu cheese, while these broke niggas sit neutral
I got his girl in my tip toe, like soldiers slip Iโm cutthroat
Penny for thought like my intro
My charger whip is a Benzo
Got stain read my bio, nigga better check my info
Shout out to the no, hustle and I mo
I got the game from my 10 4
They donโt have a clue what Iโve been through
And Iโve been through hell and back maine
Thank god for this rap game
Told her to keep her heels on
And she told to keep my Tims on
But I guess she knows what itโs hitting for
Beat that pussy kembo
Make bread, off 10 ways, roll up and get paid
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl
God made me to push the Bentley bug city
Big said that, so I always play it back
When Iโm leaning in the cotton corner shop
Got em bleeding to death nigga
Hoes startler when them exotic motor starting
They thirsty and starving, my diamonds looking like 100 dollar bottle waters
You can sip something darling but no to go cups
Thatโs evidence proving that you know us
Air type no crack covering them cracks wonโt ambush this
Iโm on my people miss my attack, of the stacks, I just
Bitches looking at us, know we good catchers
Hoe from my passes, reminisces when they had us
Love that was then, this is now
The bitch Iโm in says she all in, so you assed out
Heading for a side, turbo drop top with the stash box
Letโs go into these stars and leave out with the broads
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl.
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god thatโs all I know
No love for these bitches eithers, mob until the day I crawl.
Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CAMERON THOMAZ, JUSTIN LEWIS SCOTT, SHANTE FRANKLIN
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artbking1
This beat goes HAM!!
Sleaux Poke
Thanks
diego treto
they kill every single track on this album !
Cozy Jon
fuck. ย Had me in a trance and shit lol
Cardiakk
Daaamnnnn!. When the beat switched and Curren$y jumped on it, his flow murdered this shit.
Sleaux Poke
Thanks
Brian Vee
RODDY WENT IN!!! I Like The Way That Beat Built #JetLife
Sleaux Poke
Thanks
Julio Chavez
Roddy killed it !!!!!!!!!!! JET LIFE to the NEXT LIFE
eddie tapia
Trademark Gets Off in the whole mixtape JLR ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ