NO HOOK

[Verse 1: Jourdan Brothern]
(Jourdan on that ho, no cap bitch)
This off the dome she callin' my phone
Told that lil' bitch to leave me alone
Spent so much money on some VLone
When you around me better watch that tone
Grab on that choppa ain't breaking his bones
Big body built ass shaped like a cone
Nigga I really just stay in my zone
Callin' ya bitch and you hearin' this song
Call me if you want some bop in it like my name Jonathan (Again)
Call me if you want some bop in it, wait I can't make no more fuckin' friends
Niggas still hating 'cause I'm driving that big body benz
Every single day I wake up, then I count the bands
Yeah his money green, my money blue
His money old, my money new
These niggas said I won't get anywhere, but these bitches on my tool
All my hunnids fuckin' blue, bitch ass nigga who is you?
I'm stackin' all my rice I feel like I'm Jackie Chu
Nigga actin' hard ima make him see some stars
Ima send him up to mars and I'm driving all these cars
These niggas sweet like candy bars we send the smoke like a fart
That nigga sweet like a Pop-Tart
Chopper gonna shoot so far

[Verse 2: Repkume]
(Yeah) We got aim we ain't tryna [?]
Only the team, but I'm still makin' bars
Put my car in reverse, I'm clapping again
Everyone want smoke til' they really gon' get it
You start the beef, then I'm gonna finish
They wanna race me, but it's not discrimmage
They tryna change my image, mind ya game mind ya business
Move then clapping again, savin' the money I'm getting them bands
Now when I'm up they say "Follow the trends."
I was in the trenches
I just got out it feel like Christmas, even though it's New Years
Yeah, play then you gon' lose it here
It's [?] in here

[Verse 3: Young A$TRO]
(Yeah) We up in a ghost, we doin' the most
Got a whole Yatch, now I drive the boat
Everyone know the ice on the go
Every new week, my money be strong
Rockin' a Louis Vutton on my waist
Bitch I've been making money so fast
They can't keep up to my pace
Sippin' lean I've been pouring up
Sipping straight out this double cup
I know these people be hating on me when I don't really give a fuck
Stacking the money, we stacking again
When we get done, we making more bread
Got a bad bitch, she giving me head
After we done, she won't pull up again
Shoutout my twizzy we up in yo city
You know what we do and you know where we are
I got the blicky I threaten to shoot up a bitch if you come messing me up
Brought a new bussdown from my Jeweler, it is two-tone
Hop up in that Lamborghini, drop the roof now we gone