Juggin The Bank ft. Juggy Loso Lyrics

Damn

You know I be having this shit

Sipping this drink, I might pour me a four

If I'm up in this Glock, then you know I'm a score

Bro, on the left , an you know we in fat shit

Wife in that ho, you know we done trashed it

I'm in the amiri to take out the trash

He can't find no motion, he ready to crash

This fit cost a brick and this chain cost a stash

I aint working no job ima run up some cash

Supreme an amiri , I'm on some fly shit

Crumbling on my weed, I'm on some high shit

Brody got free car, we finna slide shit

More than a hundred rounds, you know that we hit shit

I'm the top five, fuck the pick 6

Juggin ya city, I'm a fly out the bitch

Load up her suitcase, send her back with shit

More than a hundred, send her ass on the road

My diamonds be hitting, they dug out the dirt

What you gon' do when I lift up my shirt

Everything new, I'm plugged in with the clerk

Tryna fly me a bitch out to Caico and turks

We all having shit, they don't know who the leader

Drop 20 on Navy and five in the litter

I don't want me no wife I just want me a eater

Give a fuck if its summer still keep me a heater

She say that I'm cheating, but I'm on the road

I'm trapping till my pockets swoll

Do ten in a week, you do ten in a month

Straight up finessing and pulling them stunts

just ran through another caseload

I'm in a trap, count pesos

My block hot, so I gotta lay low

I'm up a hundred, but I play slow

Run it up in a week and go splurge up in tysons

I was driving them Foreigns before I had license

I be beating the bank, I be feeling like Tyson

I be putting that shit on they saying I'm trifling

He ain't having that shit, I can tell that he lying

I be having that shit, you can tell in my rhymes

Ima whip out this shank if I aint got my iron

This wock in my cup got my eyes feeling blind

I'm in a trap, watching killer season

Waiting for a nigga to give me a reason

My aunt say I look just like my father

Little does she know that I jug harder

J-Y-C, this shit like the Carter

I'm in the spot or I'm on the hills

Fifty for thirties, I ain't doing no deals

My bitch been good, so I'ma buy her some hills

Juggy be jugging, I'm slapping the bank

We in the field, we like ratchet and clank

I ain't trying touch to that pussy, I heard that it stank

She like, bitch, turn it up, that's lil Tommy, he crank

My diamonds be wet like they came out the sink

White on her toes and the pussy is pink

Double my cup I be sipping this drank

I don't Party at night, I be wiping the bank