Baby Jayy - 420 Freestyle lyrics

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow baby Jayy, Yea
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow let's go
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah

It turned to hell when it's cold
And it rained in December yo bitch
She's sprung just like this
Spring in November
And nigga you can't get a pass
If you ain't one of the members
And i remember back when you could
Lead a crib without the strap
Now niggas getting whacked
The choppa clapping, pushing nigga back
I gotta make it back, you say you
Got my back, but is it true, or cap
I keep it on my lap
I'm runnin' through Toledo with them racks
I remember i was wearing shacks
Now i'm ballin like i'm Shaq
I'm just tryna' to get a plat
Headed hard cause i was black
Beat the odds, ain't lookin' back
He acting out he off some crack
Put into my team like a
Quarterback, Peter Piper the pick, the pack
I can teach you how to flip a stack
Like get hit with the maca
I fuck your bitch cause i'm
A mac, and after that, she comin' back
My city i'll be runnin' at
I've been a demon since i was born
My mama summonin' that
I'm in a while to try, and get some green
Just like i'm a lumberjack
And i'ma keep this shit around