Lyrics

We not wearing balaclavas we just wearing hoodies
Got the gang on me and Imma shoot for ones and toonies
Making trades from stocks and they still ask like Ion know who needs
I got clear vision I can see
Keep it a secret or some gon bleed
Start with the games you'll pay a fee
Take it all as a form of currency
Make that known as policy
Revenge gon last forever like Romeo and Juliet
Take that bitch straight to the back seat
Don't ask if I fucked her yet
Beat to the punchline like Steve Harvey
Take a race and I beat a rari
Crash the block already the problem
Running the city it's Jackson's Gotham
Need a bitch who like Zoe Kravitz then the game gon have to happen
Get in the way and your gonna have it
Taking a risk and I'm lightning lapping
Loyalty ain't the stages of rapping
Accept denial does not meant growth
I'm shooting that boy direct in the toe
Gon move my hands from 3 to 4
Next up imma want some more
It's like Dollarama
I run the whole store
Imma run your whole whore
This is bitches galore
I am going on tour
I don't give a fuck what's yours
I'm getting myself more
Open each and every door
Spray the mans up at the core
Leave the head clean for the morgue
This is my only go
Imma run up all my dough
When it's red you best show
I ain't fucking with no hoe
Let it snow
Let it go
Moses with a halo
Scripture in this mojo
We out the city
We going in fast
I'm counting a hundred on the dash
I take my time quick like the flash
Won't drop the ball ask Steve Nash
Fucking your bitch from left to right
No good mornings just good nights
I don't play no more with games
Mask on Mask off we don't got no shame
Send you the juice and I'm wishing you well
Kept it on go and I heard through the shell
Stem dropout but the only one growing to tell
Rogering this not messing with bell
Fucking your bitch and rogering that
Flying pilates we showing the trap
I'm knowing the addy no time for the map
PS I'm Moses I promise you that
Got a new bitch and I promise you that
Got a new hoe and I promise you that
Got a new thot and I promise you that
Whatever she is I'm getting to tap
Always on top I'm getting that top
Room is all red we ain't never stop
Got it in blood we staining the mop
Dice gon drop when I run the whole store
Imma run your whole whore
This is bitches galore
I am going on tour
I don't give a fuck what's yours
I'm getting myself more
Open each and every door
Spray the mans up at the core
Leave the head clean for the morgue
This is my only go
Imma run up all my dough
When it's red you best show
I ain't fucking with no hoe
Let it snow
Let it go
Moses with a halo
Scripture in this mojo
Written by: Jackson Hood
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