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Juggernaut
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Juggernaut was released on December 14, 2025 by Jay Compo as a part of the album Almighty Dondada
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Release DateDecember 14, 2025
LabelJay Compo
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM151

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Compo
Jay Compo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Compo
Jay Compo
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Compo
Jay Compo
Producer

Lyrics

Who am I. Me I’m the juggernaut bitch. In trenches we was hoppin off a ramada shit. Trap life they ain’t really talkin bout shit. I was outside wit a Fannie pack and a blick. **** talkin birds I ain’t hearing that shit. Chirp chirp like a bitch **** yappin they lips. **** betta know that he ain’t running shit I can do what I want I can fuck his bitch. Bitch I’m me ion give a damn bout what nobody say. Get money and splurge it on investments when I make a way. Focused on money I stay stimulated ain’t worried put my hands together and pray up. I got a brand new Glock this block a knock you off yo feet have you like a feather. Leave em hotter than fire he switched like the weather. I can’t stand a liar. The lies you tellin. I can see in the eyes despise you villain. Stayin out the way I’m just tryna get a million. Still on the phone trappin let em tell it. Still on a long run that’s why I been chillin. I was laughing to the bank wit a check. Short **** tall money shootin skills like a vet. Glahh glahh bust a 40 if you thinkin that it’s that. We pull up on yo block wit a Glock or a Tec. Ring ring shorty callin im replying wit a text. I don’t answer the phone im steady declining the shit. Wanna argue and I don’t got time for the shit. You ain’t worried bout me but my mind in a blimp. Dondada baby I’ll show you some you neva seen but remember I come from the mud. Up like up was trappin now backround show I’m toatin guns. Ain’t even trippin ima get an expunge be back in a year two gettin it done. Shark bait. Bad bitch all on my dick bitch I’m tryna get to the mfkn onions. Can’t take the heat get the fuck up out the kitchen I’m cookin wit fire like this shit is nothin. Young **** flex to hard got the hoes inna dm tryna give me some of that pumpkin. Amiri drip onna side of my kicks. I used to rock gucci Louie pharogama. I really be rockin whatever I wanna. Just for a coat I done spent 200. Strapped up clap’em with 40s and nics he an artist he put him an opp in the picture. Deep in them trenches was takin them risks he was askin for shit I was takin we differ. **** be bitches they act like hoes. I dropped my lo could’ve slid to the show. Any **** when yea you know he got a pole. Big 40 cal…. Smokin on loud can’t hear what you sayin right now. I’m serious why is you playin right now? I think I got a lil temper you play wit my bread put one to yo head right now. Don’t think he wanted to do that shit he keep bringing it up and he scared right now. You gotta get from around me ima put sum hot in you. Thinking you fed right now. She keep irking my nerves then calling my phone. Bitch I’m not a fan right now. Bruddah man just hit that line. Say he tryna slide to the bank got a plan right now. Take one to the head then I pipe down. Even tho I go through the worst I smile. Really deep in the trenches, my life wild. Cougar bitch on my phone tryna get pupped down. **** copy my swag and they try to bite down. If he say he came up with that shit I’m like how. I been sippin on syrup got me looking like chow. My Glock go blrrddd blrdaa bow bow. Put a **** in a candy rapper thinkin he sour. My noggas slide by the minute not by the hour.
Written by: Jay Compo
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