Phill Jackson
Phil Jackson

(Hook)

Get that pack in, for the low and we taxin
Ride around wit Ben Franklin, Andrew Jackson
I'ma swag on these hoes no Michael Jackson
And I’m ballin on these niggas Phil Jackson x2

(Verse)

Yea, yea
My cup full of red
Don’t care what you said
I smoke loud them meds
Yea, yea
Dead presidents
24/7 shit
Catch me if you can
You wit me it’s
Now or never ..
Stay down through
All kind of weather ..
These niggas don’t want
No pressure ...
Might end up on star ledger
Get hit wit that air compressor
I know that these niggas tellin
I know niggas been confessing
You broke and that shit depressing
Ice on my wrist
And my trigger finger
I turn ya wife to
A singer nigga
She love the life
Cus I really live it
Just pick a island
Don’t be specific
Chain on my neck
Holding big karats
All of this I could
Feed 10 rabbits
Ain’t overnight
Boy we been stackin
Late with that swag
Niggas been lackin
(Hook)

(Verse)

Need a castle
10 bedroom
10 bathroom
2 tone bezel
New medallion
I ain’t bragggin
Get them racks in
She a dancer
Shit be clapping
Yea lil baby gotta wagon
Know I’m stylin in Italian
German whips, eating salmon
I can’t lay up wit these bitches
Man that shit could get distractin
I can’t let em catch me slipping
Safe to say I done adapted..
.. Walk inside the store, fuck it up
Whats the damage, lil mixed bitch
But she looking Hispanic
Same beauty mark
Make her look like Janet
Play on top of play
Yea I’m lookin like manning
Mellyflacko got the sauce
So you know this shit jammin
Ima tax that hoe
Ima get to uncle samming
When I get in that pussy
I’m Joe Jackson
Feel like Kobe I’m on
And I ain’t passin
I can't fuck with these niggas
They all randoms yea
I ain’t loving these hoes
They too demandin