Monterey Jack

[Intro] Yeah It's Mr. Get 'Em Gone Jones Where we at? Let's get it [Chorus] Did a complete 360, I thought they'd be proud of Jack Was knee deep in the streets before I ever tried to rap Secured the bag know ADT open the laundromat Riding around with all that paper on me got tired of that Whoever want some smoke with Blocks I got two Glocks for that Outside can't post up at the spot my block too hot for that Checking my safe ain't got no mo' space where my closet at All of this pape' I'm tryna find somewherе to hide it at [Verse 1] Triple murder, wantеd for three warrants tryna buy some time Out on bond, posted on East Warren off of Autobahn Still servin' learned to work my hand behind a steel curtain Cuzzo known for block bleedin' he not even a real a person First string, always ran the 1, but I could play the deuce Coke white, Old English D my fitted navy blue 313 Michigan it's in the name of you Rollie plane Jane they know I'm in the same gang as Duke Known to keep them strong stones, my Arab he just gave me two It's Mr. Get 'Em Gone Jones, the same last name as Gue Racking up when you was only getting fronted nine servings Acting like he touchin' fast money boy your line turtle Speak on my name or down on gang we can cut out the verbal If I don't know your resume then I'm not tryna serve you Can't fuck with possums or no pigs, no gophers, rats, or gerbils Got all this Off White in the spig like damn what happened to Virgil Got all this Off White in the spig like damn what happened to Virgil Can't fuck with no possums no pigs, no gophers, rats, or gerbils [Chorus] Did a complete 360, I thought they'd be proud of Jack Was knee deep in the streets before I ever tried to rap Secured the bag know ADT open the laundromat Riding around with all that paper on me got tired of that Whoever want some smoke with Blocks I got two Glocks for that Outside can't post up at the spot my block too hot for that Checking my safe ain't got no mo' space where my closet at All of this pape' I'm tryna find somewhere to hide it at [Verse 2] Action Jackson cargo pockets stuffed just like an action figure 700 cash was in your stash let's see who racks is bigger In my project felt like I was stuck, ain't have no exit plan Baggin' up, had to add the cut to get them extra grams Had enough, but it's never too much for me I told Percy 10 million clean off the music and I'm cold turkey I still get in Ohio, Wisconsin, or Wyo Three diamond links, tell 'em click on the link that's in my bio We thuggin' in the 50 zone duckin' Hawaii 5-O Don't speak no biz over the phone but what the fuck do I know The flow so dope it's strong enough to use for cut with my blow It's bold business on the 6th, cross you up quick as Ivo [Chorus] Did a complete 360, I thought they'd be proud of Jack Was knee deep in the streets before I ever tried to rap Secured the bag know ADT open the laundromat Riding around with all that paper on me got tired of that Whoever want some smoke with Blocks I got two Glocks for that Outside can't post up at the spot my block too hot for that Checking my safe ain't got no mo' space where my closet at All of this pape' I'm tryna find somewhere to hide it at [Outro] This call is from a correctional facility and is subject to monitoring and recording. Thank you for using GTL Gang Gang What up, though? What's the deal? Shit, what you on? I'm over here smoking this thunder, nigga, laying this motherfuckin' pain down, nigga, you know how this shit go, nigga Yeah, I'm [?] Ay, and you lied, you hear me? [?], it's 227 maine, nigga 227 Balmain *laughs* 227 Balmain? Yeah Yeah, that's what it is [?] You gon' spell it B-A-L-L-M-A-I-N-E? Yeah, with the lowercase- the lowercase, it's gon' be lowercase "ball" though Alright, big- big- big "M" on the name? You say what? I mean, however you spell it, I just need to know it's 227 Balmain? Yeah Yeah, I like that Yeah, that's what it's gon' be