Dreezy - Jackson 5 Lyrics

Uh-uh
Uh-uh
Ayy
Ayy
(Hit-boy)

Still that bitch with all the guys, like Janet and The Jackson 5 (beat it)
Told 'em, I'll be rich by twenty-five, now hoes actin' surprised
Made it out to Hollywood, I still ain't lost my ratchet side (ayy)
Bitch think she flexin' in that fit, I told her, even maggots fly (bum)
Red eye, I'm jet laggin' (jet laggin')
Sis rode in a bandwagon (bandwagon)
New whip, I don't even wanna drive that shit
Prolly let my mans have it (skrrt, skrrt)
Folks 'nem got a Xan habit
If you pull the Glock out, wouldn't stand by it (watch out)
This that drip, that ain't no lame, you gon' have to go head and buy it
Yeah, AMG 63 with the window tint
I don't even see no bitch (I don't even see no ho)
Know I'm a star, I can go bar for bar
I don't even need no hit (uh-uh)
Princess cut my diamonds, my diamonds crushed up
Had to go bleed my wrist (blaow)
Neiman Marcus, private shopper, had to double C my fit (drip)

Very rare, perfect derriere, I give 'em hell though (I'm fly)
I'm everywhere, Gucci carrier, but I don't sell dope (dummy)
Got all these niggas trippin', shoe ain't laced, go switch to Velcro
Think you steppin', get to poppin' at yo' feet, you rockin' shell toes (Big Dreez)

Me and mine, we gon' ride, like it's Universal
Foreign cars outside, you bitches ain't never heard of (never heard of)
Goin' off every time and I can tell it hurts 'em
If you on the other side, I hope you take it personal (turn up)

I can not go back and forth with you, I got work to do (lil' bitch)
You don't have to see me, you gon' hear me first, Pirellis skirtin' (oop)
Bank account checked up, VVS'd up
Bitch, I got right now, fuck who next up

I'm so fuckin' dope, I might just make my own strand
How these bitches ain't got clout, but tryna make an Only Fans? (Dummy)
We made it, so I'm faded, just like when the song end (paid)
I'm so up, next offer, I might tell the label, "No advance"
I ain't tryna make new friends, but I'll let a nigga be my PayPal (spend that shit)
Mean mug if I don't like a ho, I'm with some real bitches, we don't fake smile (mean as fuck)
Pretty as fuck, so whenever he nut, nigga, tell me don't put my face down (pretty as fuck)
Slim and shady, spit it like 8 mile, bitches only hit it from the waist down (let's get it)

Very rare, perfect derriere, I give 'em hell though (I'm fly)
I'm everywhere, Gucci carrier, but I don't sell dope (dummy)
Got all these niggas trippin', shoe ain't laced, go switch to Velcro
Think you steppin', get to poppin' at yo' feet, you rockin' shell toes (Big Dreez)

Me and mine, we gon' ride, like it's Universal
Foreign cars outside, you bitches ain't never heard of (never heard of)
Goin' off every time and I can tell it hurts 'em
If you on the other side, I hope you take it personal (turn up)

I can not go back and forth with you, I got work to do (lil' bitch)
You don't have to see me, you gon' hear me first, Pirellis skirtin' (oop)
Bank account checked up, VVS'd up
Bitch, I got right now, fuck who next up