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letra de if you not my gang - jayla bre

[verse]
i been gettin’ money since a youngin’
ain’t worried bout no b-tch i’m just worried bout these hunnits
trust me you don’t want no smoke with me
i get hoes clapped for free
jordansister on ig
lil b-tch try it and you’ll see
i ain’t never gave a f-ck i get it by any means
backwoods, i won’t roll no dutch, run me them russian creams
you know i be high as f-ck i only blow the og
i can’t do no sh-t for free wanna see me it’s a fee
been a boss all my life n-gg- i can’t be yo wife
and the grind is all i know i’m so cutthroat so think twice
don’t try to run up on me b-tch believe me it won’t end nice
i make one call gang pulling up, bet you won’t leave wit yo life

[chorus]
if you not my gang yo n-gg- single on the market
ain’t no one on ones me and my b-tches on that mob sh-t
yo b-tch is a bussa that lil p-ssy need to park it
and yo n-gg- checkin’ for me said yo p-ssy garbage
if you not my gang yo n-gg- single on the market
ain’t no one on ones me and my b-tches on that mob sh-t
yo b-tch is a bussa that lil p-ssy need to park it
and yo n-gg- checkin’ for me said yo p-ssy garbage

[verse 2]
i’m ya superior, lil b-tch i’m not hearin’ ya
my money so long i’m not feelin’ ya
i’ll steal ya man and turn em to a eataa
he been a fan, he told me to come see em
i’m a boss b-tch and i run it up
ya n-gg- he keep hitting my dm on the dl
if i reply he’s a goner so you betta chill
i been that b-tch, i’m the sh-t, check my resume
and if he ain’t a fan it’s cause he couldn’t f-ck me
y’all hoes be beefin’ on the net, i don’t do that y’all some fools
if a b-tch mention the g she gettin’ hit with the tool
and if a n-gg- threaten me he f-ck around make the news
it’s only up for me, i’m at the top i can’t lose
and my kitty cat ain’t whack i throw it back watch em snooze
f-ck yo tea, i got the juice, jordan sis i’m the truth
and i got k!llas on demand so please don’t get it confused
once you start thinkin’ this sh-t sweet they comin’ right after you

[verse 3]
now i’m the sh-t i been that b-tch i make it do what it do
i’ll steal ya n-gg-, take his bread, and give em right back to you
no we ain’t f-ck, but he in love, that’s what a pretty face do
and b-tches wanna be me so you know i can’t post my moves
all the trap n-gg-s love me, street b-tch i ain’t no dummy
yeah i’m a youngin’ but i’m thuggin’ b-tches see me don’t do nothin’
and ladies watch yo man if you see me out in public
cause if that n-gg- fine then his pockets what i’m cuffin’
f-ck these n-gg-s i get money, f-ck these weak b-tches i get money
don’t wanna talk i’m gettin’ money, aim at ya top you movin’ funny lil b-tch!

[chrous]
if you not my gang yo n-gg- single on the market
ain’t no one on ones me and my b-tches on that mob sh-t
yo b-tch is a bussa that lil p-ssy need to park it
and yo n-gg- checkin’ for me said yo p-ssy garbage
if you not my gang yo n-gg- single on the market
ain’t no one on ones me and my b-tches on that mob sh-t
yo b-tch is a bussa that lil p-ssy need to park it
and yo n-gg- checkin’ for me said yo p-ssy garbage

- jayla bre

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