CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Jada
(JULiA)
Yeah, yeah, what up?
Woke up this morning, I had money on my mind (Okay)
And I'm kind of horny, I hope Jada 'bout to slide (Where you at, bae?)
That bank account enormous, but you can't compare your size (Damn)
Baby, f**k my lawyer, f**k the judge, they all could die (Bye)
'Cause I ain't doing time (Time)
It's Cartier, got me on a different time (Time)
Girl, I'm out of state, why you keep blowing up my line? (I'm gone)
I was getting paper, selling dimes, and building fire (What you on?)
He was just hating, tryna talk to all the dimes (Okay, okay)
I was built for this (Yeah)
But I don't lift no weights, it's so much money I could lift (Yeah, yeah)
I was on my way and I heard Flacko had got killed
And that's for real
Ask lil' Jackboy, he'd tell you he got killed
And baby, I'm a jack boy, but now I got a mil'
That lil' mama that raw, I might just pay her bills
Shoutout to the fat broads 'cause they need love still
This right here a fat check, dollar, dollar bill
Baby, I'm a fat X, Triple X for real
I been tryna whack them, but tonight, I'ma chill
Woke up this morning, I say, "Damn, I need to chill"
But all these soldiers on it, they gon' die like Navy SEALs
Tell me if you on it 'cause we on that sh*t for real
I'm in California tryna bring that Florida here
She like, "What up, lil' daddy?" every time I post a pic
Ain't nothing lil' 'bout this daddy, you know everything be big
And, damn, that booty big
I'm the biggest 3, but all my figures pa**ing six
This right here a legacy, they won't even know that you exist
Billie Eilish messaged me, I'm turning Haitian in this b*t*h
'Cause I'm a Haitian boy imported straight from the bricks
You gon' need some oil, this ain't waves, I got wicks
Tell me what you on, you can't even pay the rent
I was on my own hoping God blessed this jit
Now I'm blessed, b*t*h
Come on, baby, show me something I can invest in
Give me something that I can shoot a n***a vest in
Don't know no ABCs, but I'll tell you what Triple X is
This that Triple X sh*t, come on
Woke up this morning, I had money on my mind (Okay)
And I'm kind of horny, I hope Jada 'bout to slide (Where you at, bae?)
That bank account enormous, but you can't compare your size (Damn)
Baby, f**k my lawyer, f**k the judge, they all could die (Bye)
'Cause I ain't doing time (Time)
It's Cartier, got me on a different time (Time)
Girl, I'm out of state, why you keep blowing up my line? (I'm gone)
I was getting paper, selling dimes, and building fire (What you on?)
He was just hating, tryna talk to all the dimes
Yeah, yeah, what up?
Woke up this morning, I had money on my mind (Okay)
And I'm kind of horny, I hope Jada 'bout to slide (Where you at, bae?)
That bank account enormous, but you can't compare your size (Damn)
Baby, f**k my lawyer, f**k the judge, they all could die (Bye)
'Cause I ain't doing time (Time)
It's Cartier, got me on a different time (Time)
Girl, I'm out of state, why you keep blowing up my line? (I'm gone)
I was getting paper, selling dimes, and building fire (What you on?)
He was just hating, tryna talk to all the dimes (Okay, okay)
I was built for this (Yeah)
But I don't lift no weights, it's so much money I could lift (Yeah, yeah)
I was on my way and I heard Flacko had got killed
And that's for real
Ask lil' Jackboy, he'd tell you he got killed
And baby, I'm a jack boy, but now I got a mil'
That lil' mama that raw, I might just pay her bills
Shoutout to the fat broads 'cause they need love still
This right here a fat check, dollar, dollar bill
Baby, I'm a fat X, Triple X for real
I been tryna whack them, but tonight, I'ma chill
Woke up this morning, I say, "Damn, I need to chill"
But all these soldiers on it, they gon' die like Navy SEALs
Tell me if you on it 'cause we on that sh*t for real
I'm in California tryna bring that Florida here
She like, "What up, lil' daddy?" every time I post a pic
Ain't nothing lil' 'bout this daddy, you know everything be big
And, damn, that booty big
I'm the biggest 3, but all my figures pa**ing six
This right here a legacy, they won't even know that you exist
Billie Eilish messaged me, I'm turning Haitian in this b*t*h
'Cause I'm a Haitian boy imported straight from the bricks
You gon' need some oil, this ain't waves, I got wicks
Tell me what you on, you can't even pay the rent
I was on my own hoping God blessed this jit
Now I'm blessed, b*t*h
Come on, baby, show me something I can invest in
Give me something that I can shoot a n***a vest in
Don't know no ABCs, but I'll tell you what Triple X is
This that Triple X sh*t, come on
Woke up this morning, I had money on my mind (Okay)
And I'm kind of horny, I hope Jada 'bout to slide (Where you at, bae?)
That bank account enormous, but you can't compare your size (Damn)
Baby, f**k my lawyer, f**k the judge, they all could die (Bye)
'Cause I ain't doing time (Time)
It's Cartier, got me on a different time (Time)
Girl, I'm out of state, why you keep blowing up my line? (I'm gone)
I was getting paper, selling dimes, and building fire (What you on?)
He was just hating, tryna talk to all the dimes
