Jacksonville

[Intro]

Where we at?

It's the Jacksonville, what else?

227, let's get it

[Verse 1]

All this money I've been gettin' on the low, it's hard to downplay it

Baggin' round tops, heard a knock, it got my brow raising

Threw my count off, forgot I left bro at the hound station (Oh, my bad)

Turned a fifty-piece to a hundred and one Dalmatians (Smacking)

Town races, two-point-two pounds, we be pound-caking (Where we at?)

Don't give no fuck about my ex, that bitch downgraded (Dumbass)

Mask off, Jodie tryna pull a Miles Davis

Brodie droppin' bodies half-off, I left a down payment

About faced 'em with that Drac', niggas ain't 'bout Nathan (Grrt)

Told me, "Shit, this one on the house," he like an outpatient (Nigga crazy)

See-through clip on the blick, stick look like a tire rod

Ten choppers hitting at one time, sound like a firing squad (Brrt)

Indictment season only trouble niggas tryna dodge (On the gang)

Can't teach you how to stunt, but I can teach you how to rob

Bank statements sent overseas, it look like wire fraud (Jack God)

I STG, can lie to me, but you can't lie to God

[Chorus]

Gram-shavin', packin' up them grits, it got my head bangin'

Heads bangin' 'ringes in the trenches, we be dead gamin'

Bread-gangin', bag full of money, we some fed babies

Told my bitch act like she don't know shit if they interrogate her

Marinating, offset Forgis on my chariot (Skrrt)

They know I wear it well, but it look better how I carry it

Perilous, if I sent a message, it's imperative

I always was the one, but they gon' try to switch the narrative (Jackson)

[Verse 2]

Bust the meter, it ain't come from us, must be my other people (Swish)

Bloody Jesus, Cuban links bustin' with them puzzle pieces

Hundred creatures, hundred mob members and they all havers

Piss me off, quickest way to catch one to your gallbladder (Grrt)

Shootin' pills with this Louisville, I'm a ball-bagger (Ayy)

Twenty-two clip in the 26, brung out the small ladder (You know it)

The way De Niro stood tall, he my new ghetto hero

Every time my youngin call home, you know I'm pressing zero

From Minock to 'Minole, even Mall of America

We know you broke 'cause it's too many flaws in your character

Fuck did we do last night? Honestly, can't remember

Ball been in my court so long, feel like the Staples Center

[Chorus]

Gram-shavin', packin' up them grits, it got my head bangin'

Heads bangin' 'ringes in the trenches, we be dead gamin'

Bread-gangin', bag full of money, we some fed babies

Told my bitch act like she don't know shit if they interrogate her

Marinating, offset Forgis on my chariot (Skrrt)

They know I wear it well, but it look better how I carry it

Perilous, if I sent a message, it's imperative

I always was the one, but they gon' try to switch the narrative (Jackson)

[Outro]

Let's get it

Jack God

227

Two-way, deuce, siete

Mafia, what else?

Game time

227, 50/50

Guap gang