FuegoBoyBobby - JUGG PACK $$$ lyrics

Yo bitch got that fire neck
Im pouring up this hi tech
I got hi tech fever whipping Justin Bieber
She get on her knees bruh
This dick what i feed her
Im smoking on this loud boy
Im up here with Jesus
Pray for me, pray for me
And pray for all my enemies
These niggas they just hating
These niggas just plotting
Keep a tooley on me they can't
Do me like Bin Laden
Snakes in the grass so i
Had to mow the garden
Say he looking for me pull up
On me get it popping
30 in my pants run up on me imma pop it
Niggas claim they hard you ain't
Shit boy just stop it
Had to hit the mall all
Designer when im shopping
Niggas claim they tough
Claim they tough but they ain't shit though
Run up on me sideways he
Can get the clip though
There he go right there go right there
Roll down the window shoot him in his face
Now his little bitch is a widow i warned him
Niggas get to talking then we whore
Hollows in the Glock
I run out then i got more of them
I warned him
Niggas get to talking then we whore
Hollows in the Glock
I run out then i got more of them