Jx.Zero Playboy Lyrics

Jx.Zero Playboy Lyrics

Jx.Zero Playboy Lyrics

This is America, my president is black and my Lambo is blue nigga

Now get the fuck out my hotel room

Yeah

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Uh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Uh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Uh, Uh, Uh

She treat me pretty like a playboy don’t play boy you twenty-one

I was fifteen shoppin’ for them chains, boy

Early as a jit in diapers some shit had to change, boy

Not like these other niggas I get cake, no I don’t play boy

You hear how I’m havin’, I can’t hang ’round here face savage ​

Want thеse streets so bad they cappin’

I can’t say I’m from the hood

Just know I’m armеd and ready, packin’

Pops said they can’t catch you lackin’

Long as you move how your rappin’

In the shadows like I’m Batman

And that shit brought me trash

We’re really ’bout that action

It’s more than Gucci fashion

My back was damn near New Orlean and I ain’t never back in

My neck was damn near in the rope and I ain’t never tap in

Oh, he think he God, come show me some

Seen red and blue, don’t know ’bout nun

Come get your bitch I see her crushin’

What you rollin’? Woods, Russian

Is she bad? No I’m crushin’

You gon’ stop with all that fussin’

Came up grindin’, ain’t had nothing (Uh)

She treat me pretty like a playboy don’t play boy you twenty-one

I was fifteen shoppin’ for them chains, boy

Early as a jit in diapers some shit had to change, boy

Not like these other niggas I get cake, no I don’t play boy

I done been back to back

But I’m still gonna break her back

And I’m still gonna get these racks

Been broke and I put this on my bro, you won’t see me back

I held my hand out for niggas, all that did was hold me back

Shit, Jx why you spitting all these facts

Just the truth of me, otherwise I’m fuckin holding back

Sorry, I can’t be your man

I’m sorry, she a fuckin fan

I get bread all these fuckin bands

I was seven years old, on God, I knew I was the man

Shit, dropped outta school never had no fuckin plan

Got my boy, he 5’2 but he shoot like NBA Jam

Oh, you need help, tuff

I was down bad I don’t recall you ever giving a fuck

Even when I’m on my ass I still ain’t had enough

And she can’t fly on private jets cause she not bad enough

Uh, Uh

I get the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I get the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I get the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

Aw, Damn

I get the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I get the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I get the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh