Lyrics Elite - Jag

Elite

Whoo
9 milli
Yeah
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Yeah
Whoo
20 ye and I’m too vicious
Nigga get up with Mac he a true witness
I need a queen I don’t do bitches
I never talk I don’t do snitches
I’m boutta weigh it like I do fitness
Stay with the pump like a true sickness
I start moving hand to hand now I need me a lawyer to do business
But I’m still a thug I’ll give it to 'em
Sawed off shotty spittin' to 'em
Somebody dream about seeing BIG
Nigga I’m the closest that you getting to him
Nigga ain’t no time for the actin' niggas
All the goonies with the action nigga
Baby Bloods even packin' nigga
I know all the moves before it happen nigga
All of my niggas elite yeah
I’m talking clay with the step shot
Selling niggas like his step pops
Feel like I’m the only nigga left eyed
With the 40. cal I ain’t never tied
Nigga end up shooting up the rest stop
West saddles but the the red side
On the Red Side we the best spot
Didn’t graduate little stupid nigga but I still be coming off smart
Used to dream about a real Jag now I whip it like a golf cart
Mamma sucking on the head nigga
The hard head and the soft part
In the streets I went gold trappin' nigga I’m just talking about moving off
chart
I’m about to be famous boy so this year I had to learn nigga
Niggas dissing just to get a buzz
Gotta think before I burn niggas
Put a nigga in a fridge though stick a fork in him nigga
So much money ain’t no freebie for the hoes bitches gotta earn nigga
Niggas winning off of imitation
People say I don’t belong here
Donald Trump with the immigration
Fire rap I done been amazing
Been gone for a long time baby crying all she want is penetration
All that sex talk get you hot when you walk around with no ventilation
Had me drinking like a sports bar
Driving tipsy in a sports car
New bitch looking so bad daddy gotta give her ass a report card
Nigga better get and you niggas better crown
So much bread for the new rolly end up killing niggas on my down time
JAG