Domo

I'm in da jungle I'm ready to Rumble
I cut through da grass
Cause these snakes get to Comfortable
Dat ain't my bih dats yo bih she Just comfortable
You is not hood but be trying to
Don't make me slap da hoe out Of you
Im in da streets like I gotta move
I'm in da booth like gotta prove
You a broke boy why tf would I Talk to you
I'm in da jungle while sipping on jungle juice
Bih try to play me
But I got no feelings
Just give me some top like a car With no ceiling
Then you out da hood
Like a car with no engine
You just like dese hoes you ain't Show me no different
You throwing yo pussy to get My attention
Dats nun of my problem go Handle ya business
Niggas ain't cut like me
They just some wanna bs
That ain't my bitch
But she wanna be
Bih move around
Like she gotta pee
I was down Bad when she Doubted me
It is what it is
And it got to be
It ain't money don't bother me
What be da Word
Yo bih All on da cover no Magazine
My hoes be lookin like bitches Off magazines
Fuck out my face or get hit with A magazine

I had to get it Da con way
On da WestSide with my gun
Trapping it out like I got a son Meaning
Wont settle for less cause I want A ton
Member those days I was down Bad
Where was you at when I had Nun
These niggas act fake
N hoes want my dam son
I move da pack
My nickname should be Packson
Fuck with my money Get turned To a caption
When I'm in da hood yea I really Be trapping
My money be talkin you niggas Be Cappin
I stay with da Fye like da Jackson's
If I go broke I'm finna jack sum
Got da hood right on my back
So my muscles be spazon
Niggas ain't cut like me They Just Some wanna bs
Hoes wanna fuck on me
So I just fuck n leave
Fuck out da way I'm with all of Da fuckery
Been in my lane trynna get Mines
I'm in her mouth like a retainer
I'm finna draw like a painter
Take what I want I'm a stainer
Ya Hoe on my stick like a gamer
Come get ya bitch I can't taim Her
Aint sign to dolph
But I'm goin da paper route
Don't hold me up if hold it Down
Ride with da peace like we Calming down
When I come up ain't no Coming down
I be so high I ain't coming down
When I touch down da plug Comin up
I be soo high like da satellite
I be on shit like some baby Whippes
You be da type to got type ya life
I be da Type Dat these bitches Like
I keep it coo like a pair of ice
I get shakin no pair of dice
I be da Goat you a parasite
If you don't feel me You parilize
You got a hoe
Well I got two
I get money don't argue
I'm on da road I stay traveling
Choking da cash like am Wrestling
I'm at ya neck Just For medalin
If you a problem we handle it
Nigga I'm hot like da candle lit
Thought I fell of Den the pit
Must be bottomless
I'm at da top I don't know what Da bottom is
I got yo hoe on my bed n she Bottomless
Splash in her water like cannon Ball

If I go broke imma thug it out
You see a opp n go hug it out
If it ain't money can't talk it out
Bring out da canon niggas wild N out
Just like a band I be Poppin Out
I be da nigga these niggas be jockin now
I go so hard imma juggernaut
Off of da earth like a austronot
Stay with gas
Like I'm stuck on the toilet
Came from the bottom
Just look how I started
Shit I would do for you
You would not do for me
I kept it real with you
You kept it fake with me



Credits
Writer(s): Yan Taylor
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