LeTumbapart1

[Verse 1: J.I.D.] Y'all niggas lookin' like money, ching ching Light shine, starin' at your wrist, bling bling Lightweight J.I.D., get drunk off a Yuengling Let that thing sing, sing, sing, send him to Sing Sing But I ain't got time for no jail time, no Pick them shells up, let 'em cool down, blow Pull up to your big ass crib like (Hello!) Nobody here? Y'all ready to go? I got Division(thevision) like Mansa Musa Can fuck your bitch like a barracuda Uzi tooly Boolie, who the shooter? Yeah, it's not mine, cause I forgot the ruger Never been a gangster, Im riding with my seatbelt on, tryna drive and roll up all of this weed in my palms [Verse 2: J.I.D.] Twenty-five to life, it all started with a coca leaf I swear i been the dopest this not how its supposed to be Niggas spent the bend and shot at everybody close to me And they killed my nigga T, dome shot, R.I.P Niggas killing niggas I ain't even get the notion They out here catching bodies and a nigga ain't provoke em Oh shit, guess I need to pick me up a strap now Nowadays, niggas dont even know how to act (Bow) Run to the hills to avoid the high waters They flooded the crops, kill pops, they tryn done us They Marshawn Lynch with the Glock, they ran rumpus Dunk us, Jordan signs seen clear when they stomp us Sick of Atlanta, I hit my girl, then flew to Dulles Bumping Dwele, dwelling on the past they ain't tell us about All we do is accept they bullshit they sell us [Outro: Key!] Okay! Niggas ain't talking how they living (Mumbling, repetitive 'For real!' 'Okay!') [Outro: Leonardo DiCaprio]