Bandokay, Pressa - The Jungle lyrics

Yeah, only thing I knew was
That revenge is a promise, man
(EMRLD)
Could of did that shit three years ago
Three days ago thirty years ago, nigga
Shit gon' catch up on you

I was in the jungle
But someone put me where the city at
We spin around
And go from block to block in city cabs
I know I'll make it
But realize that half my city cap
Must be crazy
If niggas catch me lacking I'll be damned
Keep it going see I've been setting bars
They couldn't beat, it get annoying
The real don't give a fuck, please
Don't ask me how I'm scoring
See I can't turn my back on
My nigga who dodging warrant


This that love and loyalty
See this shit be so important

Free 47
I only fuck with glizzy's, 23's and 27's
I was in the trap serving junkies
Serving Kevin might not know mе now
But where I'm from see I'm a legеnd
Police on my back
I hit the gas just like the Chevron
Bitch, I hit a left, hit a right
Then hit the exit
AMG Benz flying through the intersection
I ain't have shit in the trap
Only had Netflix bitch they call me Pressa
So she tried to impress me
Police want me locked up
But first they gotta catch me
Smoking with a gun
So we took him on a high speed
Wassi he go crazy with a gun, off molly
Nigga gon' be dead if a nigga try to try me
Bitch gon' end up dead if she
Ever try to line me bullets rip his face
I ain't fighting like Miyagi
Bitch we start a storm in the pot
Real Tsunami

Its just a 38 cah if the Opps come
We gotta shell back pretty little bitch
I put my gun in her Chanel bag
I got love for the guys
I see the ones that didn't help man
Double R cream seats, she wanna fuck
I tell her fuck me in the back then
Two pistols, one brown and one black skeng
I like spinners, I like Glock 9's
I really want a Mac-10
My nigga got life cos on he's
Knife he just splashed 10 (Free him)
And I like nina's with gold bells
And she a jezzie so I fuck her in the hotel
A nigga died, he got fried, I said "Oh well"
My pistols nearby
I can't lack up in this cold world
My YG's charged up, they're tryna go L
That's tat for tat two shotguns
They both blast off back to back
And you ain't like that so how you
Hit the booth and rap your cap
Shawty talk loads, she love to chat and chat
My nigga caught a body all for the gang

I was in the jungle
But someone put me where the city at
We spin around
And go from block to block in city cabs
I know I'll make it
But realize that half my city cap
Must be crazy
If niggas catch me lacking I'll be damned
Keep it going see I've been setting bars
They couldn't beat, it get annoying
The real don't give a fuck, please
Don't ask me how I'm scoring
See I can't turn my back on
My nigga who dodging warrant
This that love and loyalty
See this shit be so important