Listen to Jahseh on my Wrist by Bass Santana, Flyboy Tarantino, Kid Trunks & Craig Xen

Jahseh on my Wrist

Bass Santana, Flyboy Tarantino, Kid Trunks & Craig Xen

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bass Santana

Vocals

Flyboy Tarantino

Flyboy Tarantino

Vocals

Kid Trunks

Vocals

Craig Xen

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Craig Gordwin

Songwriter

Donovan White

Songwriter

Minh Nguyen

Songwriter

Steven Mancebo

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

CHASETHEMONEY

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Too much dope and all

(Boy, patient, talk shit, members only shit)

Too much (Fuck 'em)

[Verse 2]

Ay! Too much dope in all black (Whoa) ooh

Too much smoke, who tryna match (Like, bitch)

Send that shit to me on Cashapp (Wait) ooh

Send that shit to me, no bounce back (Like, whoa)

Hit that, break that back like a Kit-Kat, uh

Kick her ass out the Airbnb, flyin' high, you won't miss that

Jahseh on my wristband, miss me, huh

With all the bullshit, keep all the drugs, I'm litty, uh

Fix me, uh, you need the plug, bitch, I need a lick, shot with me

[Verse 3]

Okay, fool, bitch, but it's members only, keep my goons lit

Ooh, bitch, who gon' run up on me, you a fool, shit

We gon' school shit, you don't see my vision, fuck your movement

I'm fuckin' lucid, fallin' off the edge, I might just lose it

[Verse 4]

You can't feel our pain, they took our brother out the game

Not in vain, but you will remember about his name

It's a lot of your rappers stealin' clout and chasin' fame (Stealin' clout)

I got some enemies, they will remember me

Smokin' weed in public, forty deep, sippin' Hennessy

You got all the bitches that be givin' out STD's

Ali, Brandi, Christie, all my girls right like ABC's

Yes, I drip, no I won't fuck that trick

I don't wanna lick, that's it, then pass that shit

You can't even catch that shit

I don't wanna black-haired bitch, like huh

[Verse 5]

Too much dope in all black (Whoa) ooh

Too much smoke, who tryna match (Like, bitch)

Send that shit to me on Cashapp (Wait) ooh

Send that shit to me, no bounce back (Like, whoa)

Hit that, break that back like a Kit-Kat, uh

Kick her ass out the Airbnb, flyin' high, you won't miss that

Jahseh on my wristband, miss me, huh

With all the bullshit, keep all the drugs, I'm litty, uh

Fix me, uh, you need the plug, bitch, I need a lick, shot with me

[Verse 6]

I got M's, really I'm on ten

Bitch, don't play with me, no friends

I don't need no fake **** crossin' me again

Pop out, watch me slide, Popeye spinach in them cans

Catch an opp out with no fire, we know how this story ends, uh

Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh

Bust open his nose since a **** wanna talk fresh

I go, they go, what? I flex, they flex, uh

Catch a buck fifty, fuckin' with my MO, ****, we press

[Verse 7]

I can't keep too many **** round me 'cause they envious

I'm movin' independently to keep the ambience

If I panic, I'ma do damage

And ain't no bandages gon' manage to alleviate leakin'

And I'ma stand by that, I'll die by my word

Your pride could get you split up

Divided and left to rest and piss on that curb

My nerves bad

I'm disturbed on the verse, so don't urge me, ya heard me

[Verse 8]

Too much dope in all black (Whoa) ooh

Too much smoke, who tryna match (Like, bitch)

Send that shit to me on Cashapp (Wait) ooh

Send that shit to me, no bounce back (Like, whoa)

Hit that, break that back like a Kit-Kat, uh

Kick her ass out the Airbnb, flyin' high, you won't miss that

Jahseh on my wristband, miss me, huh

With all the bullshit, keep all the drugs, I'm litty, uh

Fix me, uh, you need the plug, bitch, I need a lick, shot with me, uh

Written by: Bass Santana, Craig Xen, Flyboy Tarantino, Kid Trunks

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