Chubby Jag - Yuck lyrics

Ok, hustle for a lot of cream, hustle for the college green Hustle cause I got a team, hustle with the steel, this n***a real f** a pot of dreams, chubby n***as mad I’m in my bag like it’s Halloween Now I’m hitting bad b**hes, by the bean, by the bean Knees on the pillow, mouth open like she gotta scream I ain’t scared of sh** home, nothing n***a, not a thing Biggie to my f**ing hood, tony to a lot of fiends That mean a n***a off the rick the home, check the chart Set the mark, chubby did it, real rap, respect the art If n***as let me in the lead, then I inspect the start yeah Used to slay out in the open till I met the narx Till this day I slang bro, make money my aim bro If I hit then my fam hit, sh** look just like bang bro I’m sick and I’m bout to spit, yeah I’m bout that sh** Better ask my click sponsored links You n***as gonn see when a n***a get on And a n***a gonn eat, better ask my b**h And I like no really though, this my city boy Run through it like diddy boy, put stain I’m too flame My 2 chains like chitty boy Hustle hard on my grizzy boy, Sell rap like biggy boy, fly sh** so these hoses on my tip like iggy boy Money gonn bring them ratchets out, Strip club at this ratchet house, free kush plus free drinks My goony n***as gonna pack it out, punches on me like paki out Shafts swag my jacket out, got one b**h that got one b**h I make the point and they acted out.