Ayy
Look left, right we got arms and dealers
Grand at the safe so cold its like winter
Hang up my phone I aint playin no sinner
Up at his house so I feel like a pinner
Clap on yo ass every tap make it louder
Bomb me a village it rain like a shower
40 round mag turn your brain into powder
Outer-space only place that your bitch come to see me
Live in the city and you really wanna be me
Got so many fans askin "would you ever wife me?"
Turning it up into high-key
Out of the projects
Out with the prospects
Made all the dollars in working the hours
I'll bomb on a bitch just like twin tower
Then dunk on your ass just like Dwight Howard
Staying so fresh imma f*ck in the shower
Making my money ain't selling no powder
Clap back on yo ass and we banging it louder
With that 40 round mag turn your brain into powder
Jayarie - These Days Lyrics
Jayarie - These Days Lyrics
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Ayy
Look left, right we got arms and dealers
Grand at the safe so cold its like winter
Hang up my phone I aint playin no sinner
Up at his house so I feel like a pinner
Clap on yo ass every tap make it louder
Bomb me a village it rain like a shower
40 round mag turn your brain into powder
Outer-space only place that your bitch come to see me
Live in the city and you really wanna be me
Got so many fans askin "would you ever wife me?"
Turning it up into high-key
Out of the projects
Out with the prospects
Made all the dollars in working the hours
I'll bomb on a bitch just like twin tower
Then dunk on your ass just like Dwight Howard
Staying so fresh imma f*ck in the shower
Making my money ain't selling no powder
Clap back on yo ass and we banging it louder
With that 40 round mag turn your brain into powder
Look left, right we got arms and dealers
Grand at the safe so cold its like winter
Hang up my phone I aint playin no sinner
Up at his house so I feel like a pinner
Clap on yo ass every tap make it louder
Bomb me a village it rain like a shower
40 round mag turn your brain into powder
Outer-space only place that your bitch come to see me
Live in the city and you really wanna be me
Got so many fans askin "would you ever wife me?"
Turning it up into high-key
Out of the projects
Out with the prospects
Made all the dollars in working the hours
I'll bomb on a bitch just like twin tower
Then dunk on your ass just like Dwight Howard
Staying so fresh imma f*ck in the shower
Making my money ain't selling no powder
Clap back on yo ass and we banging it louder
With that 40 round mag turn your brain into powder
Writer: Joseph Endicott
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