Jugo

Ready or not this pressure off the top won't have me knock I know the game a lil too well now I need drops you comin off tha spot yu gotta turn right or yu on lock better be careful cz these Souljas leave yu rot

Salute the real my dawg decease we all came brothers from the 6(six) couple souljas turned bitch and that's strange

Can't say you'll ever see me beg for peace yu know da streets will leave you deep it ain't bout gang much more bout Pain

Get it how yu live youngin stand up be careful just how bang or you'll get banged up

Play it how yu lay it homie same cuts mad playa hate a **** for cashin strange bucks

They hoes for real let em admit it bread reveal it don't conceal it now ik you know the Drill

Make that play a still shot gun passes down the field to da crib that's a meal up da score gotta love how that feels

Truth be told life been a thrill she a bitch still I love her she my hell and she keep shit trill

Let em feel just how you skrill hella smoke plenty lighters torch lit gettin high to a mil

She got sweeter

Started touching more than one spot It got deeper hella motion no mo hopin the hustle done got meaner love the way she get to bitin eyes rolled back deeper

Aye need my Beeper

She my side piece comes clutch she my keeper

Never loafin feel chosen after scopin feels like reaper Love the body get to twitching she real dope no eater

Demon timin kinda loose

Casamigos remy henny ion play wit goose

Never hiding wit the truth It's some peace off this juice off da yerks you'll tame loops

Baby ain't wrong but she ain't right

Never kissed her she the sweetest love da bwa she came ripe

Ride or drop typa skills she my thief in da night

Island Gyal body loose but yu know da pum tight

She know realer

That kid around da block wit that drum stick pealer Never worry bout whoever bum next I sealed her

Lil baby know about CumFess She a killer

Never worry bout whoever had it got off da traffic Ghetto angels got me feeling psychic

Banga clappin magic Off a body no story no static Gcode make em stop it Bustafree livin my higher habit

Climbing higher on a regular switching off da plays like cookin bread off a cellular

You'll crash yu in da way it ain't bout being too technical

Careful who in yo face it's get money **** federal .

Don't like etceteras

They play groupie rolls truth be told they really scared of us

When you get money feel bold never let up

Hold yo chest up like fuck a vest cut they neck up

Need my Heater

She my side piece comes clutch she my keeper

Never loafin feel chosen after scopin feels like reaper Peep the body get to twitching this real smoke not reefer

Come get re-up

Multitask in hustle & this smoke will make you freeze up

Don't take much auto freak good throat real skeelot

Big Batty gyal real rammy wit the meat up