Ebk Jaaybo Fuck It Up For The G Lyrics

[Intro]
(Oh shit, Roger made this one?)
(Cozzy made this motherf*cker slap)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, this little ho gon' f*ck it up for the Gz
The Gz in this BnB can't come if you ain't a freak, ayy
Twenty one hoes in this bitch, which one for me?
The choosing fee twenty one, I'm tryna G
Which one of y'all pay niggas?
Check some cheese out the bitch that ain't sippin'
I got some money out that bitch, Jz I ain't lick her
Pushed up on her, got her number, I'ma contact her
She said I got a nigga, I got a bitch, that do not matter
If the 3z pulled up to the G, I got 'em looking like the [?]
She always look like that, I told her I'm in slow-mo
I'll make you set that nigga up you f*cking with before I go, bro
My sneaky link messy, got me dropping skeezy in my photos, I'm too slimy
That bitch gon' throw that shit on you like we food fightin'
Came home, came Johnny Dang, these ain't your dude diamonds
Pushed up on twins like I need both of you, 'cause it's too hard to tell you who finer
[Verse]
Jonfident, I can knock any bitch I lay my eyes on
Don't stress if a bitch fag on you, just go find more
Can't name a time I ever cuffed a bitch, I ain't 5-0
She gave me twenty one bands and thought she did somethin' Told her that was light, ho
Told her don't play with the cheese or I'm gon' park that bitch load she gon' need Geico
Yanked at my diamonds, got to hittin' like a light show
Don't think that I don't got your bitch, 'cause I might though

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, this little ho gon' f*ck it up for the Gz
The Gz in this BnB can't come if you ain't a freak, ayy
Twenty one hoes in this bitch, which one for me?
The choosing fee twenty one, I'm tryna G
Which one of y'all pay niggas?
Check some cheese out the bitch that ain't sippin'
I got some money out that bitch, Jz I ain't lick her
Pushed up on her, got her number, I'ma contact her
She said I got a nigga, I got a bitch, that do not matter
If the 3z pulled up to the G, I got 'em looking like the [?]
She always look like that, I told her I'm in slow-mo
I'll make you set that nigga up you f*cking with before I go, bro
My sneaky link messy, got me dropping skeezy in my photos, I'm too slimy
That bitch gon' throw that shit on you like we food fightin'
Came home, came Johnny Dang, these ain't your dude diamonds
Pushed up on twins like I need both of you, 'cause it's too hard to tell you who finer