007 lyrics

[Intro: Jacquees]
Lost at sea n*gga
Can’t see nothing but the water

[Hook: Jacquees]
Ay we ain’t playin’ ‘bout this side
You owe me money, better hide
Too many n*ggas, they done tried
Too many n*ggas, they done died
I took the pistol and I ride
Got pretty b*tches getting high
007, I’m golden
And I brought my set to the Nolia

[Verse 1: Jacquees]
n*gga know what I’m doing
Bad hoes I’m pursuing
b*tch I might sit like a Bruin
b*tch we icy, f*ck a Bruin
Hit that pus*y from the back
I’m Chipper Jones with a bat
Ran off on the plug
And we ain’t ever coming back
See me and Tunechi got a stack
See me and Stunner got a stack
See being broke is like an ex
And I ain’t never going back
My jewelry shine like a plaque
You tuck your chain, you a b*tch
Load the chopper, yelling free the ‘Woper
Know we Gucci ‘cause I’m from the six
[Bridge: Jacquees]
Notice how I hustle the whole play
They been tryna block us all day
We ain’t finna let ‘em stop us
So I’m still on the block with my cousins

[Hook: Jacquees]
Ay we ain’t playin’ ‘bout this side
You owe me money, better hide
Too many n*ggas, they done tried
Too many n*ggas, they done died
I took the pistol and I ride
Got pretty b*tches getting high
007, I’m golden
And I brought my set to the Nolia

[Verse 2: DeJ Loaf]
I said woah woah, yeah yeah
Chopper gon’ hit you from both sides
n*ggas be thinking sh*t sweet ‘til we pop up
Kids close your eyes
Make sure before you come for me
b*tch close your thighs
Hoes can’t control theyselves
It’s a must they die
You don’t even want to know what’s in the trunk
That ain’t the trunk, b*tch that’s the trunk
I been the sh*t since I was on sippy cups
You ain’t got balls, pull your zipper up
That’s a hundred right there, cool fifty tucked
Try to touch anything, we go cocoa puffs
Yeah, crack your coconut
pus*y
[Bridge: Jacquees and Dej Loaf]
Notice how I hustle the whole play
They been tryna block us all day
We ain’t finna let ‘em stop us
So I’m still on the block with my cousins

[Hook: Jacquees]
Ay we ain’t playin’ ‘bout this side
You owe me money, better hide
Too many n*ggas, they done tried
Too many n*ggas, they done died
I took the pistol and I ride
Got pretty b*tches getting high
007, I’m golden
And I brought my set to the Nolia