Lyrics Jugg & Finesse (feat. WXLFMAN & ODUGG) - PAX

I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
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I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
A nigga tried to rob me, he ain't know that i was packing
I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
I be juggin and finessing, straight taxing
A nigga tried to rob me, he ain't know that i was packing

Jugging and finessing bitch,that's just how I'm coming
Half a pound of some loud shit, bout to make it double
Quarter pound of some other shit, mix it with the onions
Hit the block ducking counterfeits, all real money
Fuck da law, fuck the feds in the streets everyday
Secure that bag, stack that bread its a rainy day
I'm magnet to the money, automatic with the K
Where your from, where you stay
Bitch pull up, let it spray
You ain't really bout that life stop capping niggas play tough they acting
You ain't really bout that life stop capping niggas play tough they acting

I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
A nigga tried to rob me, he ain't know that i was packing

A nigga tried to rob me, he ain't know I had the ratchet
Quick to pop one in his top and leave him flatter than a mattress
Always hit my target, like a fucking assassin
Nigga say he took something from me, he cappin
I'm from Baltimore, so you know a nigga draggin
Quick to get the work, and break it down like a fucking fraction
Nigga said he need two P's, know that I'm taxing
You ain't have the money anyway, nigga stop Flexing
For a beat a nigga, slap a nigga, stomp a nigga
For a beat a nigga, slap a nigga, stomp a nigga
For a beat a nigga, slap a nigga, stomp a nigga
You ain't bout that life anyway nigga, stop capping

I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
A nigga tried to rob me, he ain't know that i was packing

I ain't bout the talking, where my action
All I want a know IS, Nigga where cash at
You ain't got the bread, better Venmo, hit the cashapp
Always on some hustle shit, aint never fucked a dummy bitch
-I was taught, get the cash, so that's what I did
I ain't tricking on you baby, better go get a man
Hard work, had a vision, had to stick to script
Now a nigga doing math, double, triple, it's lit
Flick of the wrist, rose gold don't need no diamonds in it
Niggas is sick, don't be mad ya bitch be vibing to me
Look at the drip, my shit lit, guess I'm just styling different
Play for the win, always on 10, I swear I gotta get it

I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
I be juggin and finesse, straight taxing
A nigga tried to rob me, he ain't know that i was packing