Lyrics Own It - Jug

Im running this money
I'm stacking this money- it's up from the floor
I use to be bummy
I ain't have no money
Now I got more
Don't get wrapped like a mummy
For sayin dat to me
Or what you den saw
All of my niggas caught cases
And I be stacking dat bag up for books

It's gucci world
Say you suck dick well come do it girl
Bitch i'm too g like I'm gucci fur
Bitch I don't copy I do it first
Say you talk money
I'm fluent girl
Might cop my bitch a lil Louis purse
I'm fdat bih she say ouu it hurt
All my friends dead Like uzi vert

Got me some problems I'm facing
Roll up a wood and I face it
12 pull me over, don't say shit
Glock 23, is my favorite
I just be tired of waiting
Baby I am impatient
I made it on top from the basement
Going thru struggles n phases

And you know I got my tommy tucked
She shake her ass; scoop her money up
My niggas up now ain't no runner up
All of this money I'm thumping up
Getting shit jumping like double Dutch
You potting on me you dumb asf
I got my hammer I'm nailing ya

I sent you a letter you open it
I'm riding no waves only coasting shit
We argue too much and i'm over it
I'm taking what's given make most of it
I book me a show and i'm hosting it
I'm proving you right n i'm wrong again
You know how i get when we on this shit
I am the one you have closer with

So chill out
Let me just feel on them lips now
I'm giving you dck til you spill out
You gone suck on this dck til you spit out

And you like dat shit
Know how i think when i write this shit
I'm thinking bout you and all type of shit
Turn up the music and lit the shit

Roll up a cone and get ghost with it
Baby don't move like you motionless
Baby oil and dat lotion shit
We not playing no games we too old for it

Aye
Let's ride out
Niggas be talkin
They quiet now
Niggas be telling
They wired down
Niggas get jammed
And they rat out

I knock on yo window you notice me
You open it up to get close to me
Let me just fck up yo ovaries
You know you bet not wear no clothes with me