Lyrics Photo Freestyle - Juughead Jones

Fuckin′ shit... is that him

Don't know why you′re starin' hoe
You should take a photo
Ima make a play like I'm shootin′ from the logo
I might grow my hair out
Get some braids, cop some bobos
Flyer than a bird
Fresh2Death, Ima dodo
I could take your hoe on the low-low
Pass her to my bro bro
Shit, you never know, no
SHHHH
WHOA! Lemme talk my shit
And if it′s mine, Ima walk that bitch
And if it's fye? Ima spark that spliff
Damn dog, this bout as lit as it gets
Shit, I′m on the clock then it's game time
I ain′t stressed on a hoe that ain't mine
I like two bad bitches at the same time
Bless- the best sex can change minds
Yes - I need all blues, no gang sign
Yes, All blues no gang sign

You may have some pressure
But my shit is better
Ima cheddar getter
And I got the hoes gettin′ wetter
I'm already high, I'm smokin′ for the pleasure
Hoes sing my song
They remember every letter
I been in the lab, cookin′ up the dope
Smokin' on the TRUTH pac
Give the city hope
They baaaing like a sheep
So I′m climbing like the GOAT
And if my money funny
Then I'm laughing it′s a joke
HAAAA
Sippin' on Pacifico, Ima wet my whistle
Ima need the plug for the drugs
Not the man in the middle
I′m flowing like a river
Life is a riddle so I'm sippin' on the liquor
You heard of COVID? Oh shit
Well the kid′s hella sicker
Got a bad bitch
And I′m finna fuck her sister
Play my songs and they dancing like strippers
You better believe
It's High Grade in this elixir
Snow so cold it′ll make a bunny shiver
Talkin' orgasms, I′m an indian giver
PnP on top that's why they all bitter
Orrrr maybe it′s the fact that I fucked his sister
Going till I drop
I ain't ever been a quitter
It feels like a pharmacy is in liver
Always been a dog, I'm the baddest in the litter
Always been a dog, I′m the baddest in the litter

Don′t know why you're starin′ hoe
You should take a photo
Ima make a play like I'm shootin′ from the logo
I might grow my hair out
Get some braids, cop some bobos
Flyer than a bird
Fresh2Death, Ima dodo
I could take your hoe on the low-low
Pass her to my bro bro
Shit, you never know, no
SHHHH
WHOA! Lemme talk my shit
And if it's mine, Ima walk that bitch
And if it′s fye? Ima spark that spliff
Damn dog, this bout as lit as it gets
Shit, I'm on the clock then it's game time
I ain′t stressed on a hoe that ain′t mine
I like two bad bitches at the same time
Bless- the best sex can change minds
Yes - I need all blues, no gang sign
Yes, All blues no gang sign

YAHOO
I been movin' through the city
With the swag of a dead man
Two tabs of acid in my headband
Make my own wave
I ain′t nothing like the next man
And if she like me then we finna have sex man
That's the plan
I gotta hit it quick then dip
No Jam
Call me Grandpa Juug the way I′m lovin' on my grams
Who gives a fuck? Never growing up, Peter Pan
Killin′ all these clowns
It's the silence of the lambs
You must admit - the kid really going HAM
So much fun, I'd have a nun yelling God Damn
And if the ops throwing shots
Let ′em know them hoes didn′t land
(YOU MISSED)
Spic and Span, boy this drip too clean
Only little Dipper knows what I mean
Hoes addicted to this drip like nicotine
I know that everyone dies so live out your dreams
Ball like Kobe Bean
Genius in my jeans
Make a crowd sceam
Colorado's only - I′m the next Charlie Sheen
Yuh, Colorado's only, I′m the only on the scene