Jackboy - What's Mine Is Yours (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
Jackboy - What's Mine Is Yours (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
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
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
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!