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I just got a jug, I just got a jug, juug, jug I just called the plug (Uh), I just called the plug, plug, plug These niggas floss these niggas floss These niggas flossing ayy, let's go I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in sacks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big ol' gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Jug all day just to keep the lights on I would jug all day every day I was tryna get good always, all work, no play, just jug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta jug Poppin' me up, drugs Got a bad bitch like Meagan Good Choppa long like a golf club Hold that bitch like Tiger Woods Fuck your bitch, I might as well I heard that her pussy good Aww, ride in the Range, ride in the Rover I'm switchin' lanes, losing composure Rollie on me, no tick-tick-tick-tick-tick you know your time is over Gun in the bag, it go shh-shh-shh, you know it's a silence on it Money machine, it go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick keep your composure My niggas brazy as hell, shoot up your spot and laugh I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in sacks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big ol' gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Jug all day just to keep the lights on I would jug all day every day I was tryna get good always, all work, no play, just jug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta jug I'm the Jug King Got a million dollars worth of eliante on everything Half of these rappers be fake I know 'Cause niggas got fake chains (pussy) I cook dope on beats so every verse I write cocaine And I don't ride waves, I ride cars and airplanes I take off, no jet lag Lost half a mil' and jugged it back I sell pounds out trash bags Wrapped my money in seran wrap You own your block, yeah that's cap How you a boss and sellin' sacks? Street get money like 16 ways So nigga I don't depend on rap (skirt) ayy, skrr, skrr Can I get a little skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr I'm cookin' dope Skrr, skrr skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr I'm the mothafuckin' GOAT I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in sacks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big ol' gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Jug all day just to keep the lights on I would jug all day, everyday I was tryna get good always, all work, no play, just jug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta jug I just got a jug, I just got a jug, jug, jug I just called the plug, I just called the plug, plug, plug Fuckin' up the racks in sacks fifth Space coupe, it came with a pink slip The Goyard filled with blue strips Spend the chip like a big pimp Takin' a Wraith, not no jet lag I put Chanel on my bitch purse I'm takin' off with her Hermès All through the door, call her Birkin Richard Mille ain't got no tick-tock (Tick-tock) Go and spend it all, ain't no worry Got the whole world drinkin' dirty (Dirty) That's your old girl, then we splurgin' (Splurge) Perfectin' my job and it's new goals Certified stones on my new ho All solid, all solid stones Cuban link on my collarbone Skeleton AP, the two-tone I wear it at night, turn the lights off I take off on the jet, nigga With a hundred bands and a TEC, nigga I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in sacks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big ol' gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke it's back to that Jug all day just to keep the lights on I would jug all day, everyday I was tryna get good always, all work, no play, just jug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta jug Juggin' all day, just to keep the lights on Juggin' all day, every day Juggin' all day, keep the lights on Spendin' all day, every day
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