jame by lieu Lyrics
[Verse]
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money dance
I'm makin' money 'cause I feel like it
Tryna knock me off my grind, I'm like, "Boy, can you stop?"
Walk in that bitch, they like, "Wow," I keep a bullet in that Glock
And we ain't foldin' we on top, we about to jugg all he got
[Verse]
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money dance
I'm makin' money 'cause I feel like it
Tryna knock me off my grind, I'm like, "Boy, can you stop?"
Walk in that bitch, they like, "Wow," I keep a bullet in that Glock
And we ain't foldin' we on top, wе about to jugg all he got
(I'm makin' money like Jamе, bitch, I'm makin' money like Jame
Choppa gon' spray, he talk down, Choppa gon' spray
Bitch, I'm makin' money like Jame, I'm makin' money for Jame
I'm makin' money with Jame, I'm makin' money, don't give a fuck
Bitch, 'cause you a lame, I'm makin' money, make money for Jame, make money)
[Outro]
Shoutout Jame, Jame is the goat, I don't know the fuck Jame is
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money d-
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money dance
I'm makin' money 'cause I feel like it
Tryna knock me off my grind, I'm like, "Boy, can you stop?"
Walk in that bitch, they like, "Wow," I keep a bullet in that Glock
And we ain't foldin' we on top, we about to jugg all he got
[Verse]
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money dance
I'm makin' money 'cause I feel like it
Tryna knock me off my grind, I'm like, "Boy, can you stop?"
Walk in that bitch, they like, "Wow," I keep a bullet in that Glock
And we ain't foldin' we on top, wе about to jugg all he got
(I'm makin' money like Jamе, bitch, I'm makin' money like Jame
Choppa gon' spray, he talk down, Choppa gon' spray
Bitch, I'm makin' money like Jame, I'm makin' money for Jame
I'm makin' money with Jame, I'm makin' money, don't give a fuck
Bitch, 'cause you a lame, I'm makin' money, make money for Jame, make money)
[Outro]
Shoutout Jame, Jame is the goat, I don't know the fuck Jame is
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money d-