No Jitt

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Fuck that ho
Nigga, fuck that bitch
I be out here getting to the money, these hoes ain't on shit
They like, "Why?" 'Cause I'm a Florida boy, smoke big Backwoods and shit
I'm on point, bitch, don't play crazy, you can't play me like no jit
I'm on South Beach with my dawgs, pull up Mercedez on the strip
In that Bimmer smoking Keisha
Hop out, make the money flip
Young ass nigga, got young nigga ways
I just might smoke a Backwood to the face
That ain't no gas, fuck nigga, that's laced
Bitch, I'm too high, feel like I'm on a plane
Bitch ass nigga, these niggas so lame
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, they lame as fuck
Get your ass beat up, lil' nigga, if you think 'bout taking some'
All these hoes so trifling, I ain't never thought 'bout saving none
You can't hit my wood, lil' nigga, 'cause your ass got baby lungs
Ayy, ayy, cooling with some bitches, about eighty-some'
Yeah, got that thang on me, no, you ain't taking none
Bitch nigga, I been had the sauce, I can't fake the funk
Yeah, smoke exotic, it smell like I'm baking some'
Ayy, bitch, you know I'm booted, yeah
Bitch, I'm geeked
Yeah, all these hoes so stupid, yeah, they got me weak
Ayy, I don't know how I'm moving, I can't feel my feet
Ayy, ayy, you know I be cooling just like every week, bitch
Let's go, fo' sho'
On the go, I ain't even here 24
In the back of the car, smoke dope
And you know my drip make it flow
And a nigga so clean like soap
Young nigga, pop a bean, let's go
Hit the road for the jeans, let's go
Fuck the bitch and she won't let go
Ain't enough of the money, need mo'
All that drank got a nigga moving slow
I'ma roll that nigga on go
Fuck a bitch, need big bankrolls
Fuck the world, it's the life I chose
Hell no, I can't stress 'bout a ho
Need a check 'bout a ho
'Bout a ho, yeah
(Ayy, lil' bitch, lil' bitch, lil' bitch)