Jug Season Lyrics

Anabolic Beats

Let's be for real, know this beat know I'ma kill

Like King Von, I'm on a drill

All black out like a oil spill

On camera roll like I'm quill

Three rings on me like I'm all

No cap, know I never fall

Man, they say I'm gonna ball

Say this shit right here, my call

Lean

Big ol' booty, big key call

Lean

That hoe right there, she just with you

What a bling

Man, know these hoes, they never choose

Cut no bling

I walk in out the house, ain't got no chains on

But these niggas, man, they don't even know

That I'm on

Many niggas know they listen to my music in the secret

If I speak about your hair, you feelin' like I speak your secrets

Many niggas, they be dirty

Know they always keepin' secrets

And never ever will fuckin' say

Told that nigga now when they chase that bread

Know I'm tryna get paid

Know we get the bread

Know they bein' like them pigeons

Man, these niggas talkin' shit

They try to judge all my decisions

Never ever thinkin' bout

What these niggas or these bitches even talkin' bout

Know they always talkin', speakin

Know they run they mouth

But I never ever hear

Know I never say

If I hear that shit, I know I know I never say

Because they got so much respect

To keep that shit behind my back

These niggas always talkin

But they do that shit behind my back

Man, why the fuck this nigga talkin'

I don't even know him

This nigga pussy

Yeah, the fuck, I might just go at home

Bitch ass lil' nigga told him

He better come with respect

Told these niggas that

These hoes don't never fuck me for no check

Nigga, remember college

While we playin' with the tech deck

Man, these niggas mad

Cause I was hustlin', tryin' get a check

Man, I said I'm goin' left

Told that boy I was gon' collect

Told that boy pay me the check

Man, that nigga just got his check

Man, he know he workin' at a job

But I run up on him

Know he gave it to me like he robbed

Know he might get robbed

No, not talkin' bout robbed, wait

I'm juggin', fuck a job

Man, know a nigga tryin' get paid

I'm drinkin' season, know they robbed

Them niggas say they won't get paid

No, you ain't got no job

A nigga's shit, know you gon' take

Man, know this shit get grimy

Super slimy, wipe a nigga

Run up on him, know that's what

Perfect timing, bitch, get out your clothes

They say them niggas movin' like the future

Speakin' on the future

Fifty-six days and nights

Know I'm listenin' to future

The beat for real, know they beatin

Know I'ma kill like King Von

I'm on a drill

All black out like a old spiel

On camera roll like I'm quill

Three rings on me like I'm all

No cap, know I never fall

Man, they say I'm goin' to bars

Say that shit right here in my car

Lean, big ol' booty chick, he callin

That ho right there, she just with you

Because the plane

Man, know these hoes, they never shoot

Call no blame

Yeah, no gifts, I gotta leave a trail

A body show, these niggas show me some respect

Thirty-seven high, me never find him

Doubt all their respect

Run behind him, blind him

Why this nigga think he at my neck

Know they never find him

Run up on him, then I slice his neck

Know they can't trace it back to me

Never get him back to me

He never comin' back to me

They never find out it was me

Murder comin' in, man

They know I won't go catch somebody

Know his daddy losin' his head

Know he seen too many bodies

Nowadays, I'm tryin' to change

Bitch, that nigga might take a chain

You don't know nothin' about my pain

You don't know nothin' what they sayin

You don't know nothin

Bout them cops, they whisperin' in my head

I wanna go and bop him

Bout to go and bust this nigga head

Pussy ass nigga whisperin

He talkin' to them coppers

Man, this nigga know we find his lil' snitch

As we gon' drop

Blame that lil' ho

She don't even know

I know she wrote report

Many bitches, they be snitchin' too

They give the Pope a report

Wait, is nigga movin'

Claim he movin', waitin

Why he short

Member time, they on the bus

They on the train, they servin' ports

Member time, them niggas hustlin' up

No, that's on the martyr

Man, these niggas talkin' shit

But no, I ran up on him, darted him

No, I spot him in the cloud

Know this nigga hella loud

Why he talkin' hella loud

Might just send him to the cloud

Clickin' down, send them kisses up

That Zulu on my neck

Every time I'm steppin' off

They wanna rap, they around my neck

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