Eem Triplin - NEW JACK CITY lyrics
Eem Triplin [Naeem Muhammad] Johnstown, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Eem Triplin - NEW JACK CITY lyrics]
Ayy, just so you know igh, just so you know
I I I been gettin' money baby
This ain't nun new
You stressin' bout some other bitch
But baby she ain't you
Connected, well respected
And protected with my crew
They told me not to flex
But they can't walk up in my shoes
I might just text my ex and
Tell that bitch "My money grew"
I might just text my opps and put
Dem' niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch where
The fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the
City like it's New Jack
And I confess only time I leave the crib is
If it's for a check
She say she ain't a groupie
But this money get you wet
But I don't fall for the stupid
Shit so I don't get upset
It's only for the best
Bands in this coupe, I might drop the roof
That pussy taste like fruit
I drink her just like juice
This Glock ain't got no safety If
I shot I meant to shoot
Do what I wanna do, fuck you and all yo crew
I I I been gettin' money baby
This ain't nun new
You stressin' bout some other bitch
But baby she ain't you
Connected, well respected
And protected with my crew
They told me not to flew but they
Can't walk up in my shoes
I might just text my ex and
Tell that bitch "My money grew"
I might just text my opps and put
Dem' niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch where
The fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the
City like it's New Jack and I Confess
I might just text my ex and
Tell that bitch "My money grew"
I might just text my opps and put
Dem' niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch where
The fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the
City like it's New Jack
I I I been gettin' money baby
This ain't nun new
You stressin' bout some other bitch
But baby she ain't you
Connected, well respected
And protected with my crew
They told me not to flex
But they can't walk up in my shoes
I might just text my ex and
Tell that bitch "My money grew"
I might just text my opps and put
Dem' niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch where
The fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the
City like it's New Jack
And I confess only time I leave the crib is
If it's for a check
She say she ain't a groupie
But this money get you wet
But I don't fall for the stupid
Shit so I don't get upset
It's only for the best
Bands in this coupe, I might drop the roof
That pussy taste like fruit
I drink her just like juice
This Glock ain't got no safety If
I shot I meant to shoot
Do what I wanna do, fuck you and all yo crew
I I I been gettin' money baby
This ain't nun new
You stressin' bout some other bitch
But baby she ain't you
Connected, well respected
And protected with my crew
They told me not to flew but they
Can't walk up in my shoes
I might just text my ex and
Tell that bitch "My money grew"
I might just text my opps and put
Dem' niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch where
The fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the
City like it's New Jack and I Confess
I might just text my ex and
Tell that bitch "My money grew"
I might just text my opps and put
Dem' niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch where
The fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the
City like it's New Jack