PJ lyrics

[Intro: BossMan Dlow]
n*gga
Yeah, yeah
n*gga, Big Za
(Gentle Beatz)
Yeah

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
I came a long way from lunch trays and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)
Phone ain't got no service, I'm on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)
Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (n*gga)
You wanna f*ck with Big Za, baby? You can't be scared of heights
I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and f*ck you in a pent' (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I'll pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin' less than five percеnt, huh (No)
These n*ggas ain't ballin', you n*ggas be on thе bench, mm (Bench)

[Verse 1: BossMan Dlow]
n*ggas be on the sideline, you ain't get no playin' time (n*gga)
I be with them sh*t poppers, ice on, I'm outside (Bling)
Pockets full of cheese, n*gga, fresher than Febreze, n*gga (Yeah)
Smellin' like some Creed, n*gga (Yeah), head to toe, Celine, n*gga (Yeah)
Real solid street n*gga, it's in my eyes, boy (Yeah)
Come and get in with Too Slippery, sh*t'll change your life, boy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm screamin', "f*ck 12," 'til they free the guys, boy (f*ck 12)
You ain't gotta put me in the game 'cause I'm startin' five, boy
This ain't a game, this how I live (Yeah)
Trap ain't dead, I'm dead, for real (Yeah)
I'm in a big body switchin' gears
Neck and wrists on Zephyrhills (Bling)
Mouth on Aquafina, baby (Bling)
Pockets thick like Serena, baby
Pull up in that—, yeah
Pull up, brand-new Bimmer, baby (Vyoom)
[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
I came a long way from lunch trays and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)
Phone ain't got no service, I'm on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)
Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (n*gga)
You wanna f*ck with Big Za, baby? You can't be scared of heights
I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and f*ck you in a pent' (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I'll pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin' less than five percent, huh (No)
These n*ggas ain't ballin', you n*ggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Hold them bags for me, baby, you could be my b*tch (Bags for me)
All them times I been in handcuffs, sh*t, I had to bust my wrist
On a PJ, shootin' dice with Dlow, Farda on the four
When we land, I hit a couple folks and tell 'em it's on the floor
My lil' young ho want exotic Birkin, she might know some sh*t (Yeah)
Break down spot, this b*tch on fire, another house for hoes and spritz (Yeah)
I can show you how to run it up, I really know this sh*t
Turn a pound into a hundred thou', I'm on the goated list
I'm the illest, baby (Yeah), and the realest, baby (For real)
Hundred-fifty-five pounds, but I'm the biggest, baby (Yeah)
Treat these bags like kids, can't leave 'em unattended, baby (Gotta watch 'em)
I'ma get this money, be there when I finish, baby (Ho stop callin' me)

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
I came a long way from lunch trays and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)
Phone ain't got no service, I'm on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)
Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (n*gga)
You wanna f*ck with Big Za, baby? You can't be scared of heights
I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and f*ck you in a pent' (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I'll pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin' less than five percent, huh (No)
These n*ggas ain't ballin', you n*ggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)