JIGGA DAME (Lyrics) - Maxo Kream

JIGGA DAME (Lyrics) - Maxo Kream
(Lyrics) Maxo Kream JIGGA DAME
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Lyrics:
Broke and bummy, down bad, I didn't have a thing
Got some money, it's funny how people change
Selling rock with the Glock, I was hitting plays
Like the rock you can smell, what I'm cooking, mane
Murder block serving J's in my Michael J's
Signed to Roc, I do yachts and fly private planes
Me and Jigga talk figures, he give me game
Me and my niggas split millions like Jigga Dame
I sold Ye like Adidas, it wasn't easy
Call my chopper Kim K and put niggas on TV
Used to Rob like Kardashian, Blacc Chyna
Spent a mil' on AP's and Balenciaga
I was rich now I'm richer, bust down Richard Mille
On my grind, took some time then I made a mili'
Can't go out like 6ix9ine, I'ma touch a bili'
Chase a mil' in a week like I'm Meek in Philly
Murder block serving J's in my Michael J's
Signed to Roc, I do yachts and fly private planes
Me and Jigga talk figures, he give me game
Me and my niggas split millions like Jigga Dame
Not a doctor but I put the wock in the pineapple Fanta
and mix it like purple rain
Waka Flocka, I used to spray choppas for dollars
But now I'm stage like I'm Gucci Mane
Broke as fuck now they calling me bougie, mane
Gucci, Louis, switch bills like I'm Pootie Tang
Mike Amiri don't do the Ksubi, mane
You could tell I'm the shit like a dookie stain
Never change up my game got the same bros
Got the same number, getting jail calls from J-Lo
Getting FaceTimes from J Cole on the same phone
At the Roc Nation brunch eating lunch with Hov
Had the Glock in my tux, you ain't even know
Selling rock with the Glock, I was hitting plays
Like the rock you can smell what I'm cooking, mane
Murder block serving J's in my Michael J's
Signed to Roc, I do yachts and fly private planes
Me and Jigga talk figures, he give me game
Me and my niggas split millions like Jigga Dame
I sold Ye like Adidas, it wasn't easy
Call my chopper Kim K and put niggas on TV
Used to Rob like Kardashian, Blacc Chyna
Spent a mil' on AP's and Balenciaga
Used to traffic the package and wrap the product
Started rapping and traveling making dollars
Walking lick talking shit, you can't rob the robber
Get you hit with the stick like a piñata
Used to take xannies, I was staying with my grannies
Now I'm front row, got a seat at the Grammys
Momma couldn't stand me, said I act like my daddy
Now I thumb through the bands, I'm the man of the family