FREE JBAY

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ayy, go 'head, Iiinfinite) (My nigga Johnny got another one) Hold on Stop playin' with me, man Better stop playin' with me, young man Know what I am, man? Stop playin' with me, man Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1] Me and Bang gettin' money, yeah, we in a rush Lil' baby kind of cute, yeah, I got a crush (Got a crush on her) Got the blick, be quiet, I told 'em hush (Shh) Boy got the nappy hair, he need a brush (Need a brush) She say I'm the man, that don't make me blush (Not at all) They tryna take my Instagram, so I can't trust (Can't) Lil' boy, back up, yeah, you kind of musty Lil' girl tryna talk to me, yeah, she kind of ugly (Bitch, you're ugly) Lil' kid, who you talkin' to? I am not the one (Not at all) Boy, you better be safe, gotta keep a gun Tryna get the money, I'm tryna have some fun You not scarin' me, I'm not goin' out like a punk (Not at all) How much money you got? He said none (He broke) Call that boy Ricky 'cause why you have to run? (Why he run?) The Ave's where I'm lookin' dizzy, boy, I just spun (Fah, fah) Boy, don't play with me, I got killers that'll do it for the low (For the low) Lil' boy, I'm your father, you my son (You my son) My grandpa went to the Navy with that Tommy gun (Grah) I got killers that'll put you in the trunk They told me stop stunting 'cause I do it too much They told me stop getting money, I don't have enough (I don't have it) Free my dad out the cage, boy, he still tough (On gang) I don't want a relationship, I cannot cuff (Not at all) Been making hits, made my song too rough (They too rough) [Verse 2] Ayy, I'm [?][1:27] Phil' and 'em, free J Baby Ayy, I had to free the other bitch, she couldn't pay me Take your cape off in the land, you can't save you (Man) I had to stop breaking windows, I'm too crazy And I had to stop fuckin'— shh, she too lazy (Bitch gone) Three bibs, one bottle, the real baby (The baby) Hoppin' out the sleeve with two chops, I'm Slim Shady (Grah) I got the Yeezy slides on, they Kim babies (Woo) Up top, war 'em out the window, get your bro dropped I can't sip on no green, I need that old Wock' (I need that old) Shh, where my bro Wop? (Where Wop at?) Shootin' at this little nigga's shirt to make a crop top [Interlude] Yo, it's the baby, nigga Me and J Baby trippin' on these baby niggas Niggas talkin' all they shit, they actin' crazy, nigga War 'em out the window, woo, I'm Slim Shady, nigga [Verse 3] These boys not hard, they dancin' on TikTok Thirty-six on my wrist, woo, big watch I got bands on my neck, I got big rocks Gotta make a play, I got couple seconds on the clock Bang went and hawked 'em down with his big chop Call me Brown how I hawked 'em down with his big block They say 59 got the drip when he walk She like the way I get sturdy, call me Kay Flock They sayin' why I'm dizzy, we spinnin' some blocks Shot at us so much, they had to close the shop I love the way this beat sound, got straight drop Bro get tricky when he pullin' out that Glock The way we making K's, better call it a workshop Boy, you not going hard, so boy, just stop Boy be acting federal, he talkin' to the cops Better call me Korean the way I let this K pop [Interlude] Yeah, man, it's Young J Bay, man You know what I'm sayin'? Free J Bay, man, 'til it's J Bay free, man Feel me? 'Til it's backwards You know what I'm sayin', he the future, man, Bang, what's happenin'? Tell 'em free my dad, man, free my dad from them cages, but he still took, what I say? [Verse 3] Yeah, trappin' out the window, this a dough spot (It's a dough spot) We got four Glocks, start from the block, ain't got no old spot (I ain't got no old spot) I was sellin' out the P, I could've sold rocks (I could've sold rocks) Niggas talkin' on the 'Gram like they for sure cops (Like they for sure cops) Arm out the window, brodie going crazy (He going crazy) Could've bounced out, but we just poured a six and got him lazy Fell in love with Mary Jane 'cause she the first bitch that paid me (Yeah) Fill the chopper up with lead, if niggas play, we gon' erase him (We gon' erase him) This a real dough spot (Yep) Niggas hatin', I ain't lyin', I ain't got no opps (Uh-huh) Bro said we extra, we at Rollie's eatin' with four chops I had to get a bag, I'm on the block until I sold out [Outro] Ah, get your bro chopped Jumpin' out the window, this that old Wop Arm out the window, bitch, I'm too crazy Yeezy slide, bitch, this Kim baby