AJ shitty (feat. gta_bubbles)

Haters Verse pt1

Money To Me

1 of 1 (p.Qss)

Turn the bass up
Some more
Turn the bass up
Yeah


Well you might as well not go
See you not tryna get along
I'll lay it all on the floor
But you said that you did it alone
I'm so close you could kiss on my cheek
I'm so close you can smell my cologne
What's the word what you on?
I like what you got on 
You like what I got on
We'll link up and go home 
Please spare me the details
I'm not with the mind games
I was never one to really kiss and tell
I'm out of my mind frame 
I was never one to really wish you well
And I wish you well
Throw them coins down the wishing will
But if you make a wish baby don't you tell
Serving crack on the corner now
We got clientele we got clientele
You don't know what you calling bout
Wanna hear my voice, yeah I get it yeah


I'ma just do it all day, I'ma do it til I die
I'ma just do it all day, I'ma do it til I die
I'ma do it til I die, I'ma do my whole life
I just been putting in pain and pain and pain
I'm taking my wrongs and making em right oh
Right oh
Turn it up 
Turn it up turn it up turn
Turn up the bass some more
Get in your face some more
Get in my face some more
Pushing you out the door
Pussy ya window close
Japan is back you know
He here to take ya hoe
He here to claim the throne
These niggas lame these bitches lame I know
I'm knowing how it goes
Got the RAF on me and it go
Leather jacket and it go
Get the backend I buy the store
All these niggas they call me a poet
I'm just talking bout all that I know
I'm just talking my real deal life
Shit come with strife I know
I roll up that weed I know
I'm blazing it turn me to someone I don't even know
I'ma kid I don't know what I'm doing ima give it a go
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
Just like Yatzhee
Fuck the world up, like it topped me
That's ya girl? Oh she topped me
Bitch I own it. It is not leased
I don't get fake high I get real high
I get stupid high. Got the top weed
On the countryside with the horses
They inspire me
They just running
They just running
They just running
They just running
They just running
It's a run in we run in ya house
I'ma child soldier baby I'm doing exactly what I'm taught
I'ma child soldier baby I need you to give me the twat
Huh twat

SoClose

About me about me
You not me 
You know I need 
You know I need
You know me

How you feeling
How you feel 
It's about how you feel about me
About me
Check it out

You don't see me the same same way because I was dead when you met me
It's big stones on the back of my fucking neck baby I don't think that you get me
Bitch I'm big rolling off the X, shawty had just met me
Now she want me in her kidney
I just had to tell her one time that you gotta say please

Please
Say please say please
Say please baby say cheese we boutta take a picture 
I'm on the East side
On the way right now I miss ya
When you smile it remind me of flawless diamonds baby the big ones
I did my big one, I did my big ol 1, 2,  Hey
You only gon hear what you want to anyway
I could switch you out for just another baby any day 
Cuz everyday, we just crawling through the rain with all our pain 

Ooh
How you feeling
How you feel
It's about how you feel about me
About me
Check it out

It's everyday
Living it the same way
I wish that we could just go away
I think that I could find us a place 
I think that I could find us a place 
I think that I could find us a place 
I think that I could give us some space

All you gotta do is say please
All you gotta do is say please

SayPlease

I was showing that bitch who boss
Showing that bitch wassup
Soon as I land I jump in the pussy on God
I told her get ready for lunch
We headed to brunch
I'm taking her back to the room
She finna just suck til the sun up
I don't give a fuck bout these sucker ass niggas
All of these boys my sons bruh
Trip to Arizona yeah the sun up
Diamonds bussing out they might blind ya
Yeah I had to work for this shit
I had to work so hard to just get a line up
I was working on lines you sniffing a line up
Gotta stop the crying, go and get your grind up

Passin dat bitch, passin dat bitch like a ball yeah

Showin

I grew up round some FuckedUpPeople
Fuck the bitch quick now her friends want a teaser
If he told all the shit that he seen wouldn't believe him
This Celine on the jeans bitch I don't do no Levi's 
Said the bitch not tryn fuck, give a fuck she could leave out
Got my ducks in a row I ain't trippin bout nobody
You niggas suck go the fuck back to school I ain't playing bout it
I got it    I got it
Look at me I did this shit with no Molly
I got tattoos
Not on skin but it's inside my own body
I got it written it say don't trust nobody
This lil bitch she just said she don't know bout me
I ain't trippin I know she a homebody
I send a ho thru the door you ain't know how it go?
Swear to God a young nigga don't play bout


Play bout it
Play bout it
Play bout 
She hold on the dick like a tool
She holding the dick like a tool
I got cash on me now baby I don't need school 
All these niggas fucked up and don't know what to do
And I know it's fucked up but I made us a rule 
We don't talk to these broke ass boys not cool
I just went diamond that pointer diamond baby sorry I just couldn't help it
I know I'm not helping I just got you this little jacket 
I know that you know how to rock it
Give a fuck if they talking don't ask if I'm worried lil baby you know I got the world in my pocket
If I wanted to nigga I could stop all this shit right now 
You know that I'm running the cockpit bitch


I'm up in the air 
I need me some air yeah
Huh yeah
She wanna change
I know that's strange
I know it's strange
I know it's strange 

Nigga
I make the world go round
I got this cash in my hand right now
Yeah I could make ya bitch twirl round
I'm fucking the game up fucking her good
Like life is my bitch right now
Taking this dick right now
Yeah I know how yeah I know how it sounds
I'm joking I'm being a clown

I lived my life in pain for a long ass time and I'm up out that shit
It was all down the drain everyday I was living the same had to wake up and make me a switch
I know how it must sound to you
Huh But nigga I was made like this 
Yeah I was like This yeah I came like this I just live this shit

She wanna throw it back on me I'ma let her
She wanna throw it back on me I'ma let her
They ain't get this shit straight nigga trust I'ma tell em
Yeah

I grew up round some FuckedUpPeople
Fuck the bitch quick now her friends want a teaser
If he told all the shit that he seen wouldn't believe him
This Celine on the jeans bitch I don't do no Levi's 
Said the bitch not tryn fuck, give a fuck she could leave out
Got my ducks in a row I ain't trippin bout nobody
You niggas suck go the fuck back to school I ain't playing bout it
I got it    I got it
Look at me I did this shit with no Molly
I got tattoos
Not on skin but it's inside my own body
I got it written it say don't trust nobody

FckedUpPeople

Aye let's turn it up let's turn it up some more
Nah for real 
Aye Let's turn it up some more 
Some more
Some more some more some more some more

That what I'm saying
That why I came in not playing with these niggas
Hoe what the fuck?
You be talking like you walk with fye
You left your heater, your piece in your trunk?
Me and my bitch play with knives 
Me and my bitch bring all that funk
Me and my bitch fuck in a black Rolls
With the droptop pulled right off 
I pull right off on the E way, I'm in a speed race in the Gulf
We in the club and she play with my balls, this bitch playing golf 
Oh damn
Ooh
And I know what you- know what you-
Know what you- know what you dooo
And I know right right right right right what you wanna doooo
She a gnat gnat gnat gnat gnat, hit and pass to the crewwwwwww

Baby just look at my jewelry I'm so cool
Baby just look at my jewels I'm so cool
Baby just look at my ice I'm so cool
These niggas playing with fire
I gotta coooool em down
Cooler it hitting ya brother now he gotta man down
I hit the bitch from the side. I put her hand down
100 round clip in the fye, he took the whole round
I don't be fucking with nun. I gotta hold mine
I gotta hold mine

I can't fill this shit up 
I'm just finna give up
I'm just finna fuck these ones
I just went up in the club
I'm just tryna blow a dub
I'm just tryna blow a dub
I'm gon do it cuz it us
I'm gon do it cuz we rich
I just gotta do it quick 
I'm gon hit the bitch
Right outside the club cuz I'm lit
I'm gon hit the bitch
Right outside the club cuz I'm lit

Finger wave the hoe away, I'm Dikembe Mutombo bitch
I got too much too much racks in my pants, I walk with a stiff
She like oh um damn Japan I love you, can I smoke ya spliff?
No you can't you little bitch, but my brother want a pick
I'm having fun on the vibe , I'm having fun with this shit
Where is your grit?
Damn, where is that bitch from before? I want her here
Oooh yeahhhh
We Smoke 5 pounds every month, it's a good year ooh
It's a good year, ooh
I'm sipping that beer
In the club
Drunk off all the-
Uh pills
She know that she wanna pop it reallyyyy

RealFunk

If you meant what you said when you said it
I'm not gon forget that shit
I'm not gon forget I'm not gonna huh

You gotta keep that same vibe for when I see you I'm not even playing
You would be so God damn surprised when you see what I fit in these jeans, in these pants
I fit the whole God damn 9 in the back of the Margiela slacks
Hoes they falling in line they doing the rounds
I fucked em all back to back
It's water under the bridge, these niggas gon drown
I'm pushing you off nigga watch yo back
You looking too hard at the ice on my arms I'ma honor roll boy, I'ma fuck yo bitch 

Nigga that's the Draco talking shut the fuck up let em
Spit
I'm on a lot of drugs nigga I'm going through it
I got a lot of drugs
Running through my body right now I wish I was kidding
Baby you wish this was love
Bitch this is ain't love I was just tryna get that kitty

If you meant what you said when you said it
I'm not gon forget that shit
If you meant what you said when you said it
I'm not gon forget it,  You know it's the truth 
Yeah I'm addicting to spending I'm blowing that bag
Couple of thousand on shoes
Couple of thousand on shoes won't spend it on you
Won't spend a dollar on you
Soon as I roll this blunt I'ma face it bad
No I can't pass I ain't passing to you
When I first met the hoe the sauce wasn't there
Hoe was just rocking them Jimmy Choos
Gimme gimme money fuck the rules
If I say I'm gon blast get the fuck out the room
Get the fuck out the room get the fuck out that bitch
I got I got I got
I got all this money on me and I'm tryna spend it all
Baby you can't be my one and only gotta be the third or fourth

Haters Verse pt1

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