Jungle

(альбом: Red Paint Reverend - 2020)

Huh? (L-Finguz)

Jumping out, I'm the jump man, can't trick, I ain't no stuntman
Free my nigga from the deuce and let your gun blam
Big bank, I'm tryna fit it all in one hand
All that ass up on a nigga, I'm like, "Well, damn"
Ayy, ho, like a Dora from Diego
And she usually come with chicken like alfredo
Baby, I already won the game, but I'ma play though
Got a chopper on the couch, not a potato
I do not slip, I start tripping in this bitch
I cannot flip, I got bodies on my wrist
Boy must've forgot before the rap, was doing skits (Bah)
Still doing skits, just hit a nigga with this clip
Still doing hits, I put ten in this bitch
We got fans in this whip, don't be playing with the stick
Fly a hooker out, but I need ten for the wrist
Don't be playing with my chips, I'm delaying with my dick

Ayy, from the jungle, but I trap inside the ocean
Water on my neck, it got me ashy, I need lotion
So much jewelry on me, you would think the heater broken
I ain't with the capping, I'ma leave a nigga smoking
Tints on this whip, don't be playing with my shits
I got brain from the bricks, don't be playing with a pimp
Tighter than a black bitch with braids when they hit
Thirty in this Glock 9, I paid for this drip

It's free Deuce Black, give me two shots
Had to earn my stripes, bitch, I'm a tube sock
We gon' still be shooting at you long as you not
And when you niggas stop, I'm still blowing like I'm too hot
It's murder in the air, I got a sound to it
When you walk into the building, they play clown music
I preach the struggle to the people that been down through it
Kayda got a kick, but I'ma add another round to it
Tell 'em, stunner, they be capping on the under
We too hard to argue, probably end up slapping at each other
Pistol to his face and that's your asset if you stutter
How you go to jail and switch? You draw the flag if you an other
Water on my neck, die for it like Titanic
Went to jail and popped, it start looking like I planned it
Way I hit your whip, can't be fixed with no bandage
Playing with this pole, I can't trip, I do damage (Bitch)

Ayy, from the jungle, but I trap inside the ocean
Water on my neck, it got me ashy, I need lotion
So much jewelry on me, you would think the heater broken
I ain't with the capping, I'ma leave a nigga smoking
Tints on this whip, don't be playing with my shits
I got brain from the bricks, don't be playing with a pimp
Tighter than a black bitch with braids when they hit
Thirty in this Glock 9, I paid for this drip

(L-Finguz)