Calboy - Jungle juice lyrics

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Calboy - Jungle juice lyrics

Live today, you die tomorrow, all I know is stackin’ stars These days, I been rich, my foreign look like out of body ‘Member them days, was livin’ like GTA, lil’ brodie pop a lot That’s on the gang, you better watch what you say, my brodie pop his top He step out of line, he out of bounds, we gotta lay him down You ain’t hard to find, got foenem creepin’ where you stay around Keep that on the low, you know what you know but, b*tch, don’t make a sound This sh*t on the floor, you catch ’em loafin’, you better take him down No, you can’t take it back, lil’ b*tch, you said what you said These days, I been busy, b*tch, might put a bag on your head Got the drop on oppositions, caught him layin’ in his bed Most of these ni**as opposition, they turn fan ’cause they scared I been trippin’ off this juice, came from the jungle (From the jungle) I was wildin’ out in school, we tote them guns in the hall She asked me what I’m feelin’, I don’t love her at all Sorry, they left me with no feelings, wasn’t no one I could call Kept that sh*t a hundred grand, these ni**as called me crazy (Hey) I been duckin’ rats, snakes, and pigs, that’s on the daily (For real) You know how we coming if these ni**as tryna play me Up the Glock and bust his brains, this b*tch ain’t got no safety Damn, I seen that boy Calboy at the Citgo Goddamn let the stick go on a ni**a ass I’m tellin’ you, this sh*t was crazy Yeah, I’m still adjustin’ to fame Ask me why I risked my life, I did that sh*t for the gang .. I earned my stripes, I put this b*tch to his brain Shawty, yeah they know my body, I’m ten toes in the rain I been solid, boy, you pussy, why you chasin’ a name? Ain’t know everything ’bout this life, no, he wasn’t chasin’ the pain Traumatized, this ni**a sick, he see that sh*t every day He was on the other side and it’s the price he gon’ pay Boy, you should’ve known that ain’t nobody safe They left me in the dark a long time, ain’t nobody wait I know shawty broke my heart, I won’t see that b*tch at the bay I say, “fu*k it, hit the road, I ain’t in nobody way” I been trippin’ off this juice, came from the jungle (From the jungle) I was wildin’ out in school, we tote them guns in the hall She asked me what I’m feelin’, I don’t love her at all Sorry, they left me with no feelings, wasn’t no one I could call Kept that sh*t a hundred grand, these ni**as called me crazy I been duckin’ rats, snakes and pigs, that’s on the daily (For real) You know how we coming if these ni**as tryna play me Up the Glock and bust his brains, this b*tch ain’t got no safety b*tch ass ni**a, why you ain’t on that door? ni**a, where your pipe? ni**a, you fired I been trippin’ off this juice, came from the jungle (From the jungle) I was wildin’ out in school, we tote them guns in the hall She asked me what I’m feelin’, I don’t love her at all Sorry, they left me with no feelings, wasn’t no one I could call Kept that sh*t a hundred grand, these ni**as called me crazy I been duckin’ rats, snakes and pigs, that’s on the daily (For real) You know how we coming if these ni**as tryna play me Up the Glock and bust his brains, this b*tch ain’t got no safetyyy

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