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Jack Some
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Jack Some was released on July 10, 2026 by 4731131 Records DK as a part of the album Jack Some - Single
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Release DateJuly 10, 2026
Label4731131 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Navonta Williams
Navonta Williams
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Navonta Williams
Navonta Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juice
Juice
Co-Producer

Lyrics

He ain't never jack nothin', pick up a pole, go get a kill
He ain't never bounce out on a hopper, click the switch, we in the field
Sound like a band when I'm swangin' this Drake, so just cover your ears
She said a n***a got a bag, she wanna get fucked in the grill
Pull up off the car, we hoppin' out on somethin', flippin' n***a racks
Out in the store, I'm bumpin' n****s down, he say he bangin' five
Tryna stunt it, fuck some group of hoes, you gettin' put in the sky
You know we smokin' on those dude pilots, this bitch got me high
I crash like a wreck, stop all that dissin', we can fuck with some
I spot her, I be flashin' out on sight, ain't gotta tell me name
She tryna throw that pussy on a n***a, all it took was money
Get brought up on you, down inside the club, you steady movin' funny
Big P, people at MBE, you know that shit for sure
I can't hang around a n***a without a gun, but I ain't gon' blow
I keep a pocket full of money, bitch, you already know
I can't beef with them lit boys because my opp, they really broke
The D was dissin' on that grime, but he let this poppin' go
I said, I feel like not always, because who really wants to smoke
I been in every hit with the fours, takin' semi-cold
Think I belong on the farm, y'all be settin' down to go
Anything I got, I'm really earnin', that's off the mud for sure
Double and I miss the cuts, behind that, we bringin' pain
Friends kill all us, said we catchin' the wreck, he gettin' slayed
And I ain't even got a job, but depot packin' champagne
You know that, baby, we really stuck on shit
Plus, we got guns, it's like the Navy
You put it on his head, we get him gone and get the payment
My brother right behind me in the switch, this gun ain't basic
Kidnap a grown n***a and just kill him in the basin
Shoutout to my P.B's, know how to gang, that be them babies
We all clutchin' K's up in this car, they think we racist
Put that switch up on your ass, you would think this fuckin' slavery
I'm a whoopin' n***a ass, with the switch, he needs the payment
Had to switch a n***a down, he tried to run off with a pack
They got guns, but can't show a dollar, all they pockets flat
Pull up there, let's shoot shit, ate the dick, all in a scat
You could call this n***a Ricky, he took shots, I was in a bomb
Pull up and let that brrr off, they left him at the light
Got $10,000 in my pocket, spend a band, that shit is light
Walked in the phone, she smellin' good as fuck, she tryin' to eat the pipe
I swear I fucked her, but couldn't even make this pussy overhype
Written by: Navonta Williams
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