paroles de chanson Test Your Luck (feat. 03' Furtive & JDAGOAT) - Jutty Jut

Niggas they bitching yea I swear I have no fucking trust
By myself I had to run it up with a fucking gun
In my right hand Yea I'm smoking on a fucking blunt
Play with me Jutty Jut I swear I get you fucking stuck
There ain't no one on one's pussy Nigga test your luck
Had to run it up by myself with a fucking gun
A hundred fucking bands while I'm Running through the fucking club
Shawty throw that ass up them bands up what is up
My niggas they gone pop out they running out the slammer
Hanging with some scammers and they clenching on some hammers
I swear first place got to be my Fucking gang
Jutty jut you know me that's my Motherfucking name
You try to pop out then you better just come rest ya luck
By myself I had to run it up with a fucking gun
Ran it out the mud out them trenches nigga what is up
Nigga try to play with me I swear I get you fucked jumped

Get a nigga fucking slumped
They be talking all this shit nigga you wasn't in the trenches
I be with my brodiee we might slide take your lil necklace
Took his bitch and I might just hit her for a fucking second
I was out there trapping flipping work every fucking day
Niggas talking you ain't got no guap you don't get no pay
I was moving addis right now I flip exotic like it's yay
They be trying to cap Ahh all you Niggas really fake
I pull up with my Brodie and we might got leave you in the grave
If you gone catch that body you can't leave him take that niggas braids
That bitch was tryna fuck but I said I just want the fucking brains
I'm just tryna ahh nigga I got get the pay
Me my gang really out here working everyday
I can't stop I be grinding like a fucking slave

Like a fucking slave
Switching up the flow it's JDAGoat they know my fucking name
Sipping on some Henny swear to God I got impediments
Bro tripping off them drugs he didn't die but he was next to it
I was in the trap begging gas I didn't measure it
Why he talking crazy on the phone like I ain't texting shit
Ever since a younging I knew I was gonna be different
I got a pack and I put my homie on and now we splitting it
Trapping since a young I was thirteen I was getting
It ion fuck wit him ion fuck wit you y'all be ignorant
Y'all be ignorant