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Jungle juice music Uh, new whips, new whips, uh New whip with the top, woah Hold up, not even New whip with the top dropped (Uh) Suplex a nigga like ascension, the cop dropped (Uh) I ain't got no million dollar deals I still make hits These niggas got million dollar deals and just take shit I'm not with it, scope wide I got good vision I'm seein' through these fake niggas like Bran You niggas too timid A little loose-lippin', I'm in the booth sipping Cyanide to the head, bitch, I be big sinning Fuck is you talking about? I'm into giving coffins out I caught him at the coffee house and made him walk it out I'm not cool, I'm not nice, I'm not you (Nah) There's no friends, no feels, this kid's stupid (No) Fresh smile, gold tooth Heat to your skull, catch me in a cold mood Not cool, I'm not nice, I'm not you There's no friends, no feels, this kid's stupid Fresh smile, gold tooth, huh Heat to your skull, catch me in a cold mood I could never show you niggas all this dirt I'm doing Sticks to your face like "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan First nigga put you on the ropes, had you looking like a ghost 'Cause you in my heart but you not moving, nigga Look, fuck is you, uh Fuck is you vlogging 'bout? These niggas actin' stalker now I follow you, you follow me, we riding in circles now Look, it's a crime mob family Guns at the Gawker house These arms extended I'm not giving daps out Pounds, pounds, pounds Empty out the safe, put the money on the ground Bitch, I love it Heartthrob Peggy, I'm above it I ain't got no fuckin' tickets, I ain't got no fuckin' money I ain't got no fuckin' digits Can't call me at no office, can't call me at no crib You can call me but Peggy-taker 'Cause I can't let these niggas- Aw, fuck! Yeah, nigga (Uh) You know how the fuck we coming with it (Uh) You are now tuned into the motherfuckin' infamous JPEG-motherfuckin'-MAFIA A.K.A. Buttermilk Jesus A.K.A. DJ Half-Court Violation A.K.A. Lil World Cup And my nigga Flume, we in the streets, nigga, ahh Uh (Catch me in a cold mood) Don't, don't, don't call me unless I gave you my number (Hahahahaha) That's, that's, that's how relationships built (Hahahahaha)
Writer(s): Harley Streten, Barrington Hendricks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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