Jungle

Sippin' drank i'm with my niggas I hang with them killers, yeah We hop out that rental (we hop out that rental, yeah) We hop out that sprinter, yeah We got sticks just like the jungle Tried to take my bitch you fumbled, yeah Keep a glock bitch I won't tussle I won't use a muscle, yeah I be gettin' so high i can't see (no i can't see) If he run up on me Imma put him on a tee (yea on a tee) I be sippin wock like it's tea (yeah) F*ck nigga bet he wish he could be me (yeah, yeah) You niggas broke and I know it (and I know it) I hop on the mic and talk my shit i'm like a poet (i'm like a poet, yeah) He got a stick but he won't blow it (no he won't blow it, yeah) No he won't blow it, bitch i'm knowin' he just show it (yeah he just show it, yeah) These niggas hoes, they flexin' for these hoes Know how it goes, real niggas keep a pole (yeah) No i can't go, Glock it ain't for show (it ain't for show) I'm smokin' dro, Nigga that's fasho (yeah that's fasho) All i ever wanted was a Beam, I- I- I got bad bitches, all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean) Glock, it got a beam, and that bitch kickin' it's gon' sting just like a bee All i ever wanted was a, bad- i got bad bitches all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean) Glock, it got a beam, and that bitch kickin' it's gon' sting just like a bee Sippin' drank i'm with my niggas I hang with them killers, yeah We hop out that rental (we hop out that rental, yeah) We hop out that sprinter, yeah I got that f*ck nigga mad (what, okay, okay, okay, okay) Got that nigga sad, his bitch say he down bad AR with a mag, catch a nigga lack Skrt off in that cat, then light up the gas Sippin' drank i'm with my niggas I hang with them killers, yeah We hop out that rental (we hop out that rental, yeah) We hop out that sprinter, yeah We got sticks just like the jungle Tried to take my bitch you fumbled, yeah Keep a glock bitch I won't tussle I won't use a muscle, yeah I- I won't use a muscle, yeah I- I won't use a muscle, yeah I be gettin' so high i can't see (no i can't see) If he run up on me Imma put him on a tee (yea on a tee) I be sippin wock like it's tea (yeah) F*ck nigga bet he wish he could be me (yeah, yeah) You niggas broke and I know it (and I know it) I hop on the mic and talk my shit i'm like a poet (i'm like a poet, yeah) He got a stick but he won't blow it (no he won't blow it, yeah) No he won't blow it, bitch i'm knowin' he just show it (yeah he just show it, yeah) All i ever wanted was a Beam, I- I- I got bad bitches, all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean) Glock, it got a beam, and that bitch kickin' it's gon' sting just like a bee All I-, I- I- I got bad bitches, all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean) Glock, it got a beam, and that bitch kickin' it's gon' sting just like a bee