CashMoneyAP

"Tell Em’ Pt. 2"

[Hook]
I'm tellin' these n*ggas
I'm tellin' these n*ggas
Bag it up, bag it up
JP The Third, I get to the digits
I'm tellin' these n*ggas x5

[Verse 1]
Bag it up
All of my n*ggas gone bag it up
Gotta bag cause a n*gga ain't had enough
These n*ggas go soft like a platypus
I need them eight figures, tarantula
Mike Jack on you n*ggas, I'm bad enough
I'm bout to go Hanzel and Gretel her
Just focused on gettin' my cheddar up
What be the word, what be the word
I'm straight from the curb, my n*gga
I'm lookin' to serve, i'm lookin' to serve
I'm blowin' on herb, my n*gga
I'm runnin' it up, I don't give a f*ck
Came up from the dirt, I'm straight out the muck
You talkin' that sh*t, my n*gga wassup
It is what it is, It was what it was
Im droppin' this music, It gives me a buzz
Don't beef with a n*gga, ain't holdin' no grudge
I'm JP The Third and I don't give a fudge
This flow is so clean, call it soakin' in suds
Take a trip to Milwaukee, I'm all bout the bucks
No faith in a n*gga, I ran out of trust

[Hook]
I'm tellin' these n*ggas
I'm tellin' these n*ggas
Bag it up, bag it up
JP The Third, I get to the digits
I'm tellin' these n*ggas x5
(Lets go)

[Verse 2]
I can't trust ya
No, n*gga I can't trust ya
Ain't no business, no discussion
Ain't no b*tchin', ain't no fussin'
b*tch, I'm always up to somethin'
If I'm livin' then I'm stuntin'
If you owe me, b*tch I'm huntin'
Turn his head into a pumpkin
Get out the way, get out the way
I can't see no hate
Get out the way, get out the way
I can't see no hate
I'm stackin' the bread and it's all on my plate
Can't f*ck with yo' ass, if you make a mistake
I'm JP The Third and I'm all bout the cake
Trynna go live in a whole other state
Blood on the leaves, Imma need me a rake
Dressed in all black, I just need me a cape
I'm out in the night, I don't need me a date
Talk to me wrong, get ya tossed in the lake
My n*ggas gorillas, ain't wearin' no Bape
You get to the chicken, I get to the steak
You n*ggas is young, you can't even vape
They talking online but won't say it to face
I'm askin' you n*ggas like what is the deal
I'm talkin' to ghost, you n*ggas ain't real
But then I got moved to the city of steel
Now I'm out in Virginia just countin' the bills
My next location is out in the hills
Or I'm headed to Philly with my uncle Phil
Wow, I'm makin' mess
You n*ggas on checkers, I'm movin' on chess
I'm rockin' the J's, so watch how you step
I get to the bread and don't settle for less
I'm puttin' in work, ain't gettin' no rest
Smokin' on dope, ain't passin' no test
I'm live on the mic and I'm givin' you zest
f*ck with the kid, you get hit like the rest
Gone

[Hook] x3
I'm tellin' these n*ggas
I'm tellin' these n*ggas
Bag it up, bag it up
JP The Third, I get to the digits
I'm tellin' these n*ggas x5

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