[Intro]
808 Mafia
N***a, where my Hunter’s Point n***as at?
Real n***a
N***a, I’m puttin’ on, n***a
I’m your mufuckin’ California connect, n***a

[Chorus]
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
These hoes love a project n***a
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
These hoes love a project n***a
I pack a GLOCK and a TEC, a GLOCK and a TEC
I sip heat, I smoke trees
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
I’ll never leave without my thing

[Verse 1]
All my life, I only had one job
I mob
Bitch, I mob
Ridin’ ‘round, bustin’ joog’s
N***a, this my favorite hobby
My hobby, my hobby
I am not a fuck n***a, so don’t ever fuckin’ try me
On mama’s, on mama’s
I’m a motherfuckin’ pimp, break a bitch, bruh, it’s nada
It’s nada, it’s nada
I hit the switch on my drop-top Impala
Hit the taco truck, then I clean my Forgiato’s
I got a white bitch that look like a model
I send her out of town, she bring back a hunid-thousand
I run a bitch like a mile, I’m in the trap right now
I just hit my cousin Primo, I got packs right now
Run up on ‘em bare face, n***a, I don’t need a mask
Got the whammy in the stash, smokin’ Cookie’s, sippin’ ACT[?], n***a
[Chorus]
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
These hoes love a project n***a
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
These hoes love a project n***a
I pack a GLOCK and a TEC, a GLOCK and a TEC
I sip heat, I smoke trees
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
I’ll never leave without my thing

[Verse 2]
How you pimpin’, but you lovin’ on that hoe?
You wanna marry it, you wanna spoil her
Where I’m from, you the definition of a fuckboy
These bitches crazy, they’ll destroy you
I just bought a fuckin’ Rollie, ‘cause I always wanted one
They wanna rob me, I keep the .40
Tommy Gun in the cut, clip like a Honey Bun
They talk a good game, but they don’t want it
I’m on my shit, got your bitch on my dick
At my condo in Vegas, my hoe bitch get it in
I’m in San Juan, I’m trippin’, ‘cause these hoes don’t speak English
I just fucked off ‘bout ten, n***a, all my shit real
I might slide back to the A
N***a, I got that work, what’s hannin’?
Make it touchdown on a plane
Them mufuckas touchdown, n***a
If you fuck around with my money
N***a, I swear to God, on my mama, n***a
I’ma slide through with that cake
Knock all you n***as down
[Chorus]
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
These hoes love a project n***a
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
These hoes love a project n***a
I pack a GLOCK and a TEC, a GLOCK and a TEC
I sip heat, I smoke trees
I’m from the Jets, from the Jets
Bitch, I’m from the Jets
I’ll never leave without my thing

[Outro]
Aye, what’s hannin’, TM[?]?
You a real n***a for this one
N***a, I’m really from the Jets though, n***a
R.I.P T Woods[?], n***a
R.I.P Hitman[?], RBM[?]
R.I.P Corky[?], n***a, I love you, bruh
R.I.P D lil’[?], the block one