Letra de Neaky Pt. 3 - Jay Hound

Niggas know the fuckin' vibes, free the fuckin' guys, like, Whoopty

Whoopty

Damn, grrah, grrah, boom, nigga (Flashing lights)

Like, flock, flock

Oh, she movin' suspect, where we at?

Like, she think I came with no strap

All on her phone, think she textin' a Makk

Try to line me, ain't no makin' it back

Like, like, Mel Mel, why would you crash?

Put the 'Dot in the blunt, we could match

I heard these niggas be smokin' on GP

Why do they think that I'm not gon' react?

She be shakin' it, she throw it back

Oh, she gettin' neaky, that's a fact

I'm in the spot where the party be jumpin' (Uh-huh)

She with Amia, she gon' leap on my lap (Grrah, grrah, boom)

I ain't tryna get booked, I wasn't with it

I was outside doin' shit by my doley

He movin' crazy, think he a phony

Why, why would you fold? You was supposed to be brodie

I got people I don't know tryna own me

Askin' for favors, they don't even know me

I brought the Caddy to come do a drill

Totin' on Sally, but she tryna hold it (But she tryna hold it) (I was totin' on Sally, but she tryna—)

Gettin' money was always the mission

But lil' bro still stuck in his feelings

I was tryna click up on 'em, tryna kill 'em

If I came with my knock, word to bro, you was finished (Grrah, grrah)

Like, bro was on court, he was ballin' like Dennis (Like, word to bro)

Like, two shots, word to bro, you gon' feel it (TTGz do hits)

I know you love to show off

But I never thought that you would take it this far

Oh, she movin' suspect, where we at?

Like, she think I came with no strap

All on her phone, think she textin' a Makk

Try to line me, ain't no makin' it back (Grrah, grrah, boom)

Like, like, Mel Mel, why would you crash?

Put the 'Dot in the blunt, we could match

I heard these niggas be smokin' on GP

Why do they think that I'm not gon' react? (Word to bro)

She be shakin' it, she throw it back

Oh, she gettin' neaky, that's a fact

I'm in the spot where the party be jumpin'

She with Amia, she gon' leap on my lap (Like, like)

Like, word to bro (Flashing lights)

I'm in the spot where the party be jumpin'

She gon' leap on my lap, like, like

Oh, she movin' suspect, where we at? (Flashing lights)

Like, she think I came with no strap

Uh, and she textin' a— Like, word to bro

As I recall, I know you love to show off

But I never thought that you would take it this far

But what do I know?

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