What's Mine Is Yours - Jackboy, Money Man

What mines is yours, what you see, you can have it

Rich nigga, I could spoil you with Pateks

Rich nigga, always stand on my word

My ex played and got kicked to the curb

Ain’t actin' right, then you’re bound to get left

Ain’t playin' right, think we needed a ref

Stress-free, kill they ass, what’s his set?

Lord, bless me, I moved my mom out the 'jects

Lord, bless me, I had to go buy a Demon

Told lil' bro, «Pack the heat,» 'cause these niggas be schemin'

He go with his mood and lil' bro go to squeezin'

I go make my move, he be dead by the weekend

It won’t take much for me to get your ass gone

Only feel like a killer when he on his phone

These niggas be pussy, these hoes’ll be sloots

I came with my shooter, she fuckin' my troops

Salute to the niggas who havin' the loot

Started from the end, now we havin' motion

I told 'em I’ll get it, they thought I was jokin'

Now I feel like fuck the world, no Trojan

VVS diamonds on my chain, I’m glowin'

Got this ho tryna give me brain, she foreign

Lil' bitch tryna suck away my soul

Nut on her face, aim straight for the nose

What mines is yours, what you see, you can have it

Rich nigga, I could spoil you with Pateks

Rich nigga, always stand on my word

My ex played and got kicked to the curb

Ain’t actin' right, then you’re bound to get left

Ain’t playin' right, think we needed a ref

Stress-free, kill they ass, what’s his set?

Lord, bless me, I moved my mom out the 'jects

Put the switch on it, now the glizzy automatic

Bullets hit him, they gon' make his bones shatter

Hundred rounds make a whole crowd scatter

Scammers, they can go and hack bank data

Drippin' like I’m finna hit the Met Gala

Thick bitch at the show, tryna call after

I got a ARPs and FNs if a nigga come back

Fuck that petty money, I want real M’s

These ain’t clout stones, you see real gems

100K for the AP wristband

Caught him down bad, he a dead man

Made a sacrifice, now I’m livin' better

If that’s your private shit, chalk him down together

Take the stand, shit, I can never ever

Bar set, shit, I can never ever

What mines is yours, what you see, you can have it

Rich nigga, I could spoil you with Pateks

Rich nigga, always stand on my word

My ex played and got kicked to the curb

Ain’t actin' right, then you’re bound to get left

Ain’t playin' right, think we needed a ref

Stress-free, kill they ass, what’s his set?

Lord, bless me, I moved my mom out the 'jects