BabyJov, Icewear Vezzo - Apple Jacks lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BabyJov, Icewear Vezzo - Apple Jacks lyrics]
(BP) yeah
Drank-god (04 dont smoke no swishers)
Fuck these niggas talking bout' bitch, hmm
Big gang, big money gang
Yeah, bitch got like 180 on
Ghetto bitch, don't want no lazy hoe
Crack pints with BabyJov don't sneak diss
Don't do no rap beef
We hop out sprayin' folks
Run it up, I get that check right now
Bitch I don't wait around
Spend me like a ten, I'm into fashion
Mudd Baby
I was sippin' Tek when they was glasses
(yeah)
Diamonds dancing, only your jewelry average
Pour me up some drank and pop
Some percs' man this a habit
Yeah, bitch we really icing shit
Half a ticket stuffed it in my Miri's
Ain't no Nike fit
A-R on me, gold on like the bank got a blick
I can tell you never cut no
Lean cause your pints be hit (Bitch)
(yeah, tss)
Get yo wifey hit
I can tell you really not no thug
Just be typing shit
In the club, lil on me look like fire sticks
Smoke a nigga by myself for real
I don't go hire hit's (yeah, tss)
They call me BabyJov
How the fuck yo grandma don't get pills
The fuck she 80 for?
Plug got super-bowl's around this bitch
He on his Brady flow
Niggas super heroes out this bitch
They out here saving hoes
(yeah, tss)
Bitch I'm super lit hit the mall
Swipe 10k in Neiman's then dispute the shit
These diamonds in my chain, went got my name
Don't want no crucifix
Stupid ass got shot up in his mouth
He had to lose his lips
Drank-god (04 dont smoke no swishers)
Fuck these niggas talking bout' bitch, hmm
Big gang, big money gang
Yeah, bitch got like 180 on
Ghetto bitch, don't want no lazy hoe
Crack pints with BabyJov don't sneak diss
Don't do no rap beef
We hop out sprayin' folks
Run it up, I get that check right now
Bitch I don't wait around
Spend me like a ten, I'm into fashion
Mudd Baby
I was sippin' Tek when they was glasses
(yeah)
Diamonds dancing, only your jewelry average
Pour me up some drank and pop
Some percs' man this a habit
Yeah, bitch we really icing shit
Half a ticket stuffed it in my Miri's
Ain't no Nike fit
A-R on me, gold on like the bank got a blick
I can tell you never cut no
Lean cause your pints be hit (Bitch)
(yeah, tss)
Get yo wifey hit
I can tell you really not no thug
Just be typing shit
In the club, lil on me look like fire sticks
Smoke a nigga by myself for real
I don't go hire hit's (yeah, tss)
They call me BabyJov
How the fuck yo grandma don't get pills
The fuck she 80 for?
Plug got super-bowl's around this bitch
He on his Brady flow
Niggas super heroes out this bitch
They out here saving hoes
(yeah, tss)
Bitch I'm super lit hit the mall
Swipe 10k in Neiman's then dispute the shit
These diamonds in my chain, went got my name
Don't want no crucifix
Stupid ass got shot up in his mouth
He had to lose his lips