tana - Jesus Piece Lyrics

Yo, tana, f*ck goin' on?
Hahahaha, what the f-? Haha

Yeah, I got bad bitches on me tryna f*ck for free
I'm in the kitchen, Chef Boyardee
Yeah, dope boy, trap nigga, f*ck with me
Yeah, I was only thirteen when they put me in that Jesus piece, piece

Run it up, run it up, get money, money
I done ran out of ones, throwin' dub, fifty, hundreds
I can tell she wanna f*ck, she don't care about that money
F*ck the bitch all night, then pass her to my homies (yeah, yeah)

I turn a one to a fifty in twenty minutes (minutes)
I pour that drank, sip that dranky and then replenish (replenish)
And I just kick shit with my slimes in my village
In my village (yeah)
And she throwed off of them flats (yeah)
Panties down, shakin' ass (yeah)
And I'm with gang in the back (what?)
Thumbin' up a couple stacks (up a couple stacks)
And I'm tryna make a hatin' nigga mad, invest, get a bag (what?)
Get a few hundred plaques (hundred plaques)
Lil' bitch, how 'bout that? (Yeah, yeah)
Know a couple hoes that's obsessed with the f*ckin' kid (obsessed with the f*ckin')
Is it 'cause I got money and swagger? Lil' bitch, that's it (that swagger)
I ain't in this bitch tryna make friends, I'm tryna get rich (talk about it)
I'm tryna get rich (yeah)

Run it up, run it up, get money, money (skrrt)
I done ran out of ones, throwin' dub, fifty, hundreds (skrrt)
I can tell she wanna f*ck, she don't care about that money (yeah)
F*ck the bitch all night, then pass her to my homies

Yeah, I got bad bitches on me tryna f*ck for free
I'm in the kitchen, Chef Boyardee (skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, dope boy, trap nigga, f*ck with me (f*ck with me)
Yeah, I was only thirteen when they put me in that Jesus piece, piece

Run it up, run it up, get money, money (piece)
I done ran out of ones (yeah), throwin' dub, fifty, hundreds (yeah)
I can tell she wanna f*ck (f*ck), she don't care about that money (money)
F*ck the bitch all night, then pass her to my homies (what?)

Bana, bana, baby (yeah)
Get money, get money (yeah)
Skrr, bana, baby