Текст песни JUGG - 47shawnn

Load up the K
Cause we shootin' today
Those niggas tried to spin
So we spinnin' it back
Sippin' on Effin
Cause the hoes F'ing with me
But they really only want my bag
I just wanna sit back, Chill
In the crib, on the low
Kickback and count my racks
I don't do kickbacks or parties
I ain't going
If the shit didn't make me a bag
And I still know these girls
Just guns
But the thing with guns is
They fun
Don't think I should chase her
I'm done
Still sippin' on liquor
I'm drunk
All this bread just gon' get to my head and shit
All the haters just wanted me dead and shit
Sent the text but I know you just read the shit
Got me thinking ahead in my head and shit
Look
Man the girl in my head
She so beautiful
Will she hurt me?
You know that's the usual
When I chased her
They called me delusional
At that party
I didn't know who to shoot
Head was spinning around
Like a hula hoop
Tried to read her
She just like a Rubik's cube
Wait

Am I her backup plan?
Or do she really want me to be her man?
I'm really tryna feed the fam
I carry this Drake
Like Adonis Graham
But I really don't give a damn
I only buy zips
I don't need no grams
I'm only tryna Jugg on the low
Cause I'm not tryna give my bread off to Uncle Sam
Am I her backup plan?
Or do she really want me to be her man?
I'm really tryna feed the fam
I carry this Drake
Like Adonis Graham
But I really don't give a damn
I only buy zips
I don't need no grams
I'm only tryna Jugg on the low
Cause I'm not tryna give my bread off to Uncle Sam

Jugg, Jugg, Jugg, Jugg
Jugg, Jugg, Jugg
All You Gotta Do Is
Jugg, Jugg, Jugg, Jugg
Jugg, Jugg, Jugg, Jugg

(Aye, Nigga what the fuck do you do for a living bruh?)
Bruh, I just make money nigga, that's it
(Nigga but how
You ain't got no job or nothing, how you, how you gettin' money bruh)
Bruh I just told you

Am I her backup plan?
Or do she really want me to be her man?
I'm really tryna feed the fam
I carry this Drake
Like Adonis Graham
But I really don't give a damn
I only buy zips
I don't need no grams
I'm only tryna Jugg on the low
Cause I'm not tryna give my bread off to Uncle Sam

Jugg, Jugg, Jugg, Jugg
Jugg, Jugg, Jugg
All You Gotta Do Is
Jugg, Jugg, Jugg, Jugg
Jugg, Jugg, Jugg, Jugg

(Oh shit, so like, you mean juggin'
Like you be stealing shit
Like you on some Robin Hood type shit ain't it bruh?, you be
You be stealing from the rich niggas
And giving back to the niggas who ain't got shit
Goddamn boy you a cold nigga
As long as you ain't stealing from me, shit we straight)
Bruh, that is not what the fuck I meant but alright