Jugg Lyrics

First young nigga to pop it like this But I won't take the credit for starting this

shit Can't name nobody who a artist like this

Beat from the back, tell her, arch it like this

This tape that I'm droppin', I'm poppin' my shit Last nigga, that diss got popped in his shit

Treat my flltt like a guitar, I'm rockin' this shit

Man, let me get started and shit

I was the first young nigga to sing on the beat with no drums

Been gettin' all this shit, done

Shittin' on niggas, I literally do it for fun

Tryna tell y'all I'm the one

Ma ain't believe in me, I'ma say, look at your son

Rackin' a new honey bun

Sorry to say it, but some of y'all niggas is buns

I think y'all niggas should run

Most of y'all niggas be cap like ya'll swipin' for real

Don't even know how to punch

I was the same young nigga that everybody used to laugh at

Now your main bitch tryna hunch

These niggas my sons, I abandon my kids, I'm a bad dad

Smoove gotta Drake, came from Baghdad

You better back-back, Sin got the flltt in his backpack

Smack in the clip like a fat ass

Stay out the way, always been out the mix off the radar

Barely been showin' my face card, man y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with me

Man, I swear that I hate y'all

Draggin' my nuts like a race car

Pussy nigga no steppa for real, tryna take the whole face off

Ball like LeBron in the playoffs

You ain't jammin' shit at the line, tryna take something from me, I take off

So I think lil bro better play off

All them niggas that left when I ain't even have a dime

I'm just glad y'all niggas flaked off

Because I touch so much money, way more than a dime

It's like I'm havin' a bake-off

Love when I'm fuckin' my girl and I look in her eyes

It's like she can't turn her lake off

BUE really built this shit from the ground up

Did it and ain't take a break off

Nigga, fuck what y'all niggas talkin' about

And I, and I got the situation gang in the back with me, nigga

Fuck wrong with em', nigga

And it's top bird, but I'm, I'm flyest of the birds

I'm the lieutenant of this shit

Alright, come on, let's do it

Told them niggas that they wanna talk about music

They gotta pay that fee

Every time I touch a mic, be goin' so stupid

Twin say lil brudda, you tweak

Niggas be makin' excuses bout not gettin' to it

I swear that shit for the weak

Because my niggas don't work

And I swear to God, they touch a new 10 every week

One of my shooters, you don't even know who he is

He wear glasses, you think he a geek

All of these niggas be capped out

I got em' mapped out

They gotta pay me to speak

A nigga done touched bout a 100

But I swear it's nothin

Ain't even tappin' my peak

Know that I fly with the birds

Some sippin' on syrup

Drinkin' a pint through they beak

Alright, come on

I want a big bag, big bag bout to

Go sign me a deal, know ya'll I'm big mad

Crazy how you was just dissin' on a nigga

Now you wanna be cool with your bitch ass

Ain't never been in no competition with no nigga

Bitch you always been last

Been makin' hits since the age of 15

My music's already been gas

Every bitch that I had and I passed

You can ask if they been bad

Even if she came and gave a nigga kiss

I still bet you that that bitch brag

Write another name, scratch him off the list

Leave a nigga in a shit bag

Every time a nigga diss, I'm gettin' richer

By the minute, know let's speak facts

Let's get it, let's do it lil' nigga

All my pockets, they stupid lil' nigga

Catch a opp ima pop, at his top nigga

Talkin' bout shit, come and do it, lil' nigga

Bitch