Peanut Butter Jelly

Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
 Peanut butter jelly, no deli
 I got money, check the store credit
 No new names unless you know they did it
 Sleeping pants, watch it happen
 I'm having bread, I'm keeping bread
 I'm gettin' fat like a tread
 Mill i want that
 Baby that cap's for the feds
 That ain't yo ho, Don't tell her the secrets
 I don't give no damn bout no nigga
 I don't give no fuck bout no nigga
 I promise, I promise
 I throw me some ones on these bitches
 I stack them hundreds to the ceiling
 They over, they running
 I look like I came from nothin'
 And I look like I came for somethin'
 And I'm comin', I want it
 Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit
 Run up that check, give a fuck bout that shit
 I guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch
 They catch me with my strap I'ma own that lil bitch
 I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer
 Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it
 A lot of nigga shit, talkin' you don't ever get paid
 Remember me, I've been bout it Doug High 10th grade
 Ridin' round in my homeboy Buick
 With a tool in the unit
 We'd go to school, eat lunch
 Cut school, get back to it, nigga
 Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob
 If you can't go hard then you can't come here
 Let me make somethin' clear
 If you lookin' for a sucker well it ain't none here
 Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here
 Hit your ass on the side of the face somewhere
 On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere
 Baby that cap's for the feds
 Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
 I don't give no damn bout no nigga
 I don't give no fuck bout no nigga
 I promise, I promise
 I throw me some ones on these bitches
 I stack them hundreds to the ceiling
 I look like I came from nothin'
 And I look like I came for somethin'
 And I'm comin', I want it
 Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit
 Okay, big paper
 If I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper
 Sick flavor
 Got the white double mint twin with me on Simpson, (?)
 Swag impeccable, peckin' a (?)
 Cases federal
 I'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical
 Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera
 (?) my nigga, I wanna clap for twenty bricks
 In the regal, pullin' up at the ridge, extended heater
 (?) I got this shit on
 I'm (?) man I got this shit on
 Nigga you die soon as I say okay
 My whip? That's strawberry Yoplait
 I got a chopper on the charger
 You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days
 Niggas broke
 And I've been leanin' on Ac' all in (?)
 And I've been smokin' on gas all (?)
 Pullin' up at the light no tag on
 AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit
 Bag all day
 (?) brave, I keep it brave
 I'm gettin' fast like a track
 (?)
 Baby that cap's for the feds
 Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
 I don't give no damn bout no nigga
 I don't give no fuck bout no nigga
 I promise, I promise
 I throw me some ones on these bitches
 I stack them hundreds to the ceiling
 I look like I came from nothin'
 And I look like I came for somethin'
 And I'm comin', I want it
 Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit
 I got the bread
 Ya'll bitch'll give me the head
 Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed
 Hit that lil bitch from the back
 And I take out with your pack
 And I'm not givin' it back
 I done lost all my respect
 Don't drink no red, we pour Act
 Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy
 I ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act
 Keep it goin' Energizer bunny, (?), so-so with these carrots
 My bitch the baddest, but she not your average
 She so, so arrogant, woah
 Her titties calcium, my booty calories
 And both of 'em squish me, God damn wesavages
 I do this shit for my momma
 Take off with your pack and keep runnin'
 I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'
 I flip that bitch like a omelet
 I've been with ya from the start
 I did that shit from my heart
 I'm so so so sorry I hurt you
 And I see the scar but you know I'm retarded
 Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
 Peanut butter jelly, no deli
 I got money, check the store credit
 No new names unless you know they did it
 Sleeping pants, watch it happen
 (?) brave, I keep it brave
 I'm gettin' fast like a track
 (?)
 Baby that cap's for the feds
 Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
 I don't give no damn bout no nigga
 I don't give no fuck bout no nigga
 I promise, I promise
 I throw me some ones on these bitches
 I stack them hundreds to the ceiling
 I look like I came from nothin'
 And I look like I came for somethin'
 And I'm comin', I want it
 Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit