Fresh Off The Plane lyrics

[Intro: JBillz]
I'm in Seattle with this sh*t, yeah
I'm in Seattle with a blick
No cap

[Hook: JBillz]
I'm on that I don't give a f*ck
I'm tryna f*ck a n*gga b*tch
You diss my gang, give me a reason just to come and split yo sh*t
You name a young n*gga fresh off the plane
First thing he got a stick
And I ain't worried about no 'nother n*gga
b*tch I'm tryna get rich

[Verse 1: JBillz]
Riding with that wish a n*gga would, you never seen before
Trappin till the sun down, need to be inside a studio
Lookin at my brother like somebody gotta f*ck this ho
I really love that n*gga, how could me and him go beef about a ho
I'm screaming f*ck a deal
f*ck these labels they ain't coming out for me
I see the hate don't pay attention to comments
Hatеd by many men
But I'll bust a n*gga sh*t
It's a known fact these n*ggas b*tchеs
I f*cked yo bm bout a year ago n*gga get up out yo feelings
[Hook: JBillz]
I'm on that I don't give a f*ck
I'm tryna f*ck a n*gga b*tch
You diss my gang, give me a reason just to come and split yo sh*t
You name a young n*gga fresh off the plane
First thing he got a stick
And I ain't worried about no 'nother n*gga
b*tch I'm tryna get rich

[Verse 2: JBillz]
Real fat n*gga they say I'm eating real good
You say you good in every hood, but you can't post up in my hood
b*tch it get wicked where I'm from
It's like a Friday in my hood
b*tch I'm the prince of my city
n*gga I go anywhere
Bet I come to yo little city them b*tches want my underwear
You know its hating n*ggas in the club
But they be everywhere
These n*ggas having undercover smoke
Scared to put it in the air
And b*tch this beat ain't come off youtube
b*tch it came from Pi'erre
(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here)
Yo, you wanna come outside
Imma take you to the trenches where we reside
I push a button got n*ggas sliding
I got yo little n*ggas hiding
He up the Glock, he shoot again
Look at my little n*gga firing
It's f*cked up you misleading them
Now yo little n*gga died
His funeral on a Thursday
He got his mom and them crying
The moral of it I got some young n*ggas that ready to do time
Little n*gga hit me up he say just send his money on time
[Hook: JBillz]
I'm on that I don't give a f*ck
I'm tryna f*ck a n*gga b*tch
You diss my gang, give me a reason just to come and split yo sh*t
You name a young n*gga fresh off the plane
First thing he got a stick
And I ain't worried about no 'nother n*gga
b*tch I'm tryna get rich