Jack Shit

[Verse 1: Frenchie] This a jack move, go on your boy I'm taking everything, even the door Frenchie, why you mean? I need that green Shut the fuck up bitch, that's what I'ma fucking scream Oh you flossing? Them VV's? I'm Trick Trick in my city, or the new supreme What's up, get your whole head knocked off, you wanna mack get the fuck up Robbing got a nigga trying to come up Oh, I got you? That's tough luck You better join the army nigga, cause these streets is really not for you Fight for your country, I bet you still end up in that soil I got a pot that's hot, that we boil I got a wrist game, it's so loyal I got watch running through all blocks So fire, you could still see the oil I'm finna' crack your head, you're so fucked up No crack spots, that's fucked up No crack pipe? You assed out You can still use aluminum foil My boys in the hood, us against the odds You on some Trae shit, let me out the car I call a crip a crip, don't call me a slob Cause if I flip the clip, the news gon' be on every block [Hook: Young 1000] Money is the subject, how to get it is the lesson If you come around my hood, then you better have that weapon On that jack shit They be on that jack shit Money is the subject, how to get it is the lesson If you come around my hood, then you better have that weapon On that jack shit They be on that jack shit [Verse 2: Trick Trick] Who the fuck left the gate open? Better let out the big dog I sent them to get y'all You taking that shit off They hollering, Trick no You see me, I'm pissed off And going through withdrawals Nigga, it's all raw Get your face cracked, boy cut in a big brawl It's either take that, boy watching his bitch crawl Somebody lay down on the floor Bleeding from the fucking face, no drag his ass up out the door They claiming he ain't cut like that, then what the fuck he faking for? Beat his ass again, fuck him Take his shit, and let him go If you ain't heard the no fly zone, that means you niggas slow You ain't welcome in my city, bitch Now you know [Hook]