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[Intro: Jelly]
Yo, Pi'erre
Ayy
(Yo, Pi’erre)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Jelly, Jelly
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Jelly]
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put ’em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't f*ck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can’t f*ck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can’t f*ck with me, I'll put ’em on they ass (Uh-uh)

[Verse 1: Jelly]
I can't f*ck with him, he tellin' on his mans, bruh (I know you tellin')
I’m the n*gga with the cash and I back it up (I'm the man)
Got a 40 and an AR in the mattress (Under here)
He an actor and a liar, he a capper (Bet he cappin')
It ain't nothin' to get you touched, I got the cash, bruh (Got the bag)
I got a n*gga with the pistols all up on him (He a shooter)
Man, my n*ggas, they the army, f*ck some handguns (We got soldiers)
We ain't playin', we just trappin' and we shoot for fun (We just trappin')
[Chorus: Jelly]
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't f*ck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't f*ck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)

[Verse 2: Pi'erre Bourne]
I just showed these n*ggas how to get a bag, wait, uh (Get a bag)
n*ggas two-faced, always wear a mask, huh, wait (Wear a mask)
I'm gettin' into shape, flexin' on they ass, hey, wait (I'm flexin' on they ass)
Boy, I been great, you can ask my dad, wait (Ask my dad, n*gga)
Remember I had no money, always been good in math (Good in math, n*gga)
Yeah, my cousin in the Cutlass, he just want a Jag' (Want a Jag')
Wait, we don't got no smoke, we just smoke the gas (Got no smoke)
Hey, that n*gga smokin' 'Ports, n*gga stressin' bad (Stressin' bad, n*gga)
I don't see these n*ggas, I don't need no glasses (Need no glasses)
Huh, I could teach these n*ggas, I could teach the class (Teach the class)
Hey, n*gga copy me, yeah, you tryna pass (Tryna pass, n*gga)
Hey, I'm from Jamaica in Queens, they might shoot your ass, huh, wait (Shoot your ass)
I want oxtail, rice and beans, that's facts (Fendi)
Wait, diamonds dragontail, stones bring me back (Uh-uh)
Hey, I go NFL runnin' up a bag (Nah, for real)
Hey, do it for my hood like Trayvon Martin, so sad (No funny sh*t)
[Chorus: Jelly]
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't f*ck with Jelly if you got no cash (Uh-uh)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Huh?)
I need a couple Gs, I need a couple bags (Where the bags?)
You can't f*ck with Jelly if you got no cash (Where the cash?)
They can't f*ck with me, I'll put 'em on they ass (Uh-uh)

[Outro: Shadoe Haze]
Ah sh*t
Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this?