Jibo Jeans lyrics

[Chorus]
I might just f*ck up the club in my Jibo jeans
All of these b*tches, they on me, I’m really clean, ayy
.30 round drum with a f*ckin' beam, ayy
Aim that sh*t right at yo' f*ckin' spleen, ayy
All of you n*ggas are lame, uh
Bust out the muh'f*ckin' brain, uh
Whippin' the muh'f*ckin' coke
I made like a milli' just over the stove, uh

[Verse]
Mixing the Henney with Coke, ayy
Choppa stay under my coat, ayy
Vlone shirt under my coat, ayy
b*tches, they already know, ayy
Tell that b*tch take her clothes off, uh
Throw yo' panties on the floor, ayy
White b*tch like, “Where is the blow?”
I pull up and blow, all of my n*ggas, they go

[Bridge]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
All of my n*ggas, they go
Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, ah, oh, ooh
All of my—oh sh*t
[Chorus]
I might just f*ck up the club in my Jibo jeans
All of these b*tches, they on me, I’m really clean, ayy
30 round drum with a f*ckin' beam, ayy
Aim that sh*t right at yo' f*ckin' spleen, ayy
All of you n*ggas are lame, uh
Bust out the muh'f*ckin' brain, uh
Whippin' the muh'f*ckin' cold
I made like a milli' just over the stove, uh