Eddy Baker, J $tash - The Hook Up lyrics

Yup alright bitch

Styrofoam filled with Easter bitch
Got the pills and the reefer bitch
Mack nigga know I keep a bitch
Fuck the fame you can keep this shit

Fuck the fame shit I rather take the cash
Acid rap the youngin' everybody know J $tash
Ok I'm getting to that money bitch
Racks on top of racks
Red bottoms shotty bitch I'm
Walking on the stacks
Yellow diamonds on my wrist my
Chain shining like my piss
Got these hatas looking mad cause
I'm shining in this bitch
Fuck a hater all my niggas getting papa'
Before we kill you nigga take ya
Daughter and we rape her gangster MOB
Keep my shit on the lowkey
Fuck nigga you don't know me
Fuck nigga you don't know me
I'm a young headbuster getting
Money Imma hustler
You ain't gettin' cash niggas cause
You niggas straight bustas

Wake up in the morning
Smoke Kush for breakfast
Left the group but I'm still well connected
I got hoes outta NYC and Texas
So many bitches I can not be sexist
Wanna go to war Imma get my weapon
Shoot your ass up like a fucking western
Dr green thumb I am no professor
D-boy bitch I'm my pops successor
Shocking all these hoes like Uncle Fester
Dick downed your bitch yeah
I fucking blessed her
God damn nigga yeah they say I'm next up
Talk shit bitch get you ass messed up
Don't give a fuck middle fingers up
If I'm not high then I'm motherfucking drunk
Smoking on a blunt chilling with a slut
Eddy Baker bitch I'm just tryna
Gets these bucks little ho