Da Jets

[Intro]

808 Mafia

Nigga, where my Hunter’s Point niggas at?

Real nigga

Nigga, I’m puttin’ on, nigga

I’m your mufuckin’ California connect, nigga

[Chorus]

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

These hoes love a project nigga

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

These hoes love a project nigga

I pack a GLOCK and a TEC, a GLOCK and a TEC

I sip heat, I smoke trees

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

I’ll never leave without my thing

[Verse 1]

All my life, I only had one job

I mob

Bitch, I mob

Ridin’ ‘round, bustin’ joog’s

Nigga, this my favorite hobby

My hobby, my hobby

I am not a fuck nigga, so don’t ever fuckin’ try me

On mama’s, on mama’s

I’m a motherfuckin’ pimp, break a bitch, bruh, it’s nada

It’s nada, it’s nada

I hit the switch on my drop-top Impala

Hit the taco truck, then I clean my Forgiato’s

I got a white bitch that look like a model

I send her out of town, she bring back a hunid-thousand

I run a bitch like a mile, I’m in the trap right now

I just hit my cousin Primo, I got packs right now

Run up on ‘em bare face, nigga, I don’t need a mask

Got the whammy in the stash, smokin’ Cookie’s, sippin’ ACT[?], nigga

[Chorus]

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

These hoes love a project nigga

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

These hoes love a project nigga

I pack a GLOCK and a TEC, a GLOCK and a TEC

I sip heat, I smoke trees

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

I’ll never leave without my thing

[Verse 2]

How you pimpin’, but you lovin’ on that hoe?

You wanna marry it, you wanna spoil her

Where I’m from, you the definition of a fuckboy

These bitches crazy, they’ll destroy you

I just bought a fuckin’ Rollie, ‘cause I always wanted one

They wanna rob me, I keep the .40

Tommy Gun in the cut, clip like a Honey Bun

They talk a good game, but they don’t want it

I’m on my shit, got your bitch on my dick

At my condo in Vegas, my hoe bitch get it in

I’m in San Juan, I’m trippin’, ‘cause these hoes don’t speak English

I just fucked off ‘bout ten, nigga, all my shit real

I might slide back to the A

Nigga, I got that work, what’s hannin’?

Make it touchdown on a plane

Them mufuckas touchdown, nigga

If you fuck around with my money

Nigga, I swear to God, on my mama, nigga

I’ma slide through with that cake

Knock all you niggas down

[Chorus]

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

These hoes love a project nigga

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

These hoes love a project nigga

I pack a GLOCK and a TEC, a GLOCK and a TEC

I sip heat, I smoke trees

I’m from the Jets, from the Jets

Bitch, I’m from the Jets

I’ll never leave without my thing

[Outro]

Aye, what’s hannin’, TM[?]?

You a real nigga for this one

Nigga, I’m really from the Jets though, nigga

R.I.P T Woods[?], nigga

R.I.P Hitman[?], RBM[?]

R.I.P Corky[?], nigga, I love you, bruh

R.I.P D lil’[?], the block one