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Lyrify.me

Jugg by KillBunk Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Chorus]
Yeah, I remember days, we ain't have shit
Now a young nigga living lavish
Got a Glock on my waist, make me grab it
These niggas talking, I know they ain't bout shit
Had this money way 'fore all this rap shit
I can't steal your flow, that shit too average
Pull that Glock, now he running like Mavericks
Feel like Juice, fell in love with a bad bitch
Wrist so icy I still bust down my jewels
Still with the gang, I'm gon bust down a jugg
I put that boy in the oven, yeah he can get cooked
I pulled that Glock on that nigga now that nigga shook
They asking me why I don't give a fuck
I can't feel no love, my emotions is numb
She broke my heart, she played me, I feel dumb
I ain't got no weed, know I'm sipping on some rum

[Verse]
Yeah, two staps
Make the beat go ham like it's boom bap
Got a block in my hand, I'm gon shoot back
Got your bitch on my dick, yeah she blew that
Hammer time with your bitch, I'm gon move that
I said he ain't about it, like true that
See the stars in the wraith, now she flew back
I can't fold on my nigga, no Johnny Cash
I know he a bitch nigga
If I hit a lick then he gon snitch nigga
Known my gang forever, we won't switch, nigga
He was rich, took his bands, I'm a rich nigga
Ain't no green eggs and ham, it's some grits nigga
Bitch I'm gon take your presents like Grinch, nigga
I ain't Tommy, I'm still wearing Hilfiger
Yeah your bitch like me more 'cause my dick bigger
I remember all them days we was trapping
I put a mask on, feel like Batman
I had to jugg way before this rapping
I had to jugg walk, do my magic
Shawty want lie to me
You always said you would ride for me
Said you would never switch sides on me
Only put trust into in my homies
[Chorus]
Yeah, I remember days, we ain't have shit
Now a young nigga living lavish
Got a Glock on my waist, make me grab it
These niggas talking, I know they ain't bout shit
Had this money way 'fore all this rap shit
I can't steal your flow, that shit too average
Pull that Glock, now he running like Mavericks
Feel like Juice, fell in love with a bad bitch
Wrist so icy I still bust down my jewels
Still with the gang, I'm gon bust down a jugg
I put that boy in the oven, yeah he can get cooked
I pulled that Glock on that nigga now that nigga shook
They asking me why I don't give a fuck
I can't feel no love, my emotions is numb
She broke my heart, she played me, I feel dumb
I ain't got no weed, know I'm sipping on some rum