Jungle Book Lyrics

King louie

Snakes in the grass, they all on my ass I know you've been through it

Go get a bag, she shaking her ass and my nigga been threw it

And raw upping the pole like Biden, what do you think stupid?

Give them sweet chin music

Everything going left uh

Nascar cut a check

Shorty lost your respect? running game, giving neck

Ring around the rosey let it ring on ya, ear hustlers only

In god I trust diamond in the rough, you're cubic zirconia

I feel like the only one

So fuck where your homies from

A wolf in the moonlight, in a food fight you wouldn't throw a punch

You don't agree with her only fans? We treat it like it's only fun

Shooting for the stars nigga, only problem? got a stolen gun

Hole in one, brady bunch

Thinking out the box nigga on the block with it, we don't block niggas nah

Try to play the kid, this ain't kids bop you better stop nigga ah

Took a shot like a bartender, I was all in it yeah

Seal the deal, you a walrus better off giving up

Pushing my buttons, till a pump pump pump it up

Running up these bands like bump bump bump bump

My niggas ride 6, and 5 like aye give me some

Your career? Bettlejuice

Getting fucked over, you need a room?

I am the wave motherfucker see you soon, I'm in a tweaking mood

You got peanut butter tryna feed the wolves

The ugly ducking got some grey goose

You don't run with no hittas, Babe ruth

Better keep steel like you can't move