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Jungle - ShooterGang Kony Lyrics








[Intro]

Huh? (L-Finguz)



[Verse 1]

Jumpin' 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 trippin' in this bitch

I cannot flip, I got bodies on my wrist

Boy must've forgot before the rap, was doin' skits (Bah)

Still doin' skits, just hit a nigga with this clip

Still doin' hits, I put ten in this bitch

We got fans in this whip, don't be playin' with the stick

Fly a hooker out, but I need ten for the wrist

Don't be playing with my chips, I'm delayin' with my dick



[Chorus]

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 cappin', I'ma leave a nigga smokin'

Tints on this whip, don't be playin' with my shits

I got brain from the bricks, don't be playin' with a pimp

Tighter than a black bitch with braids when they hit

Thirty in this Glock 9, I paid for this drip



[Verse 2]

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 blowin' 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 cappin' on the under

We too hard to argue, probably end up slappin' 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 lookin' like I planned it

Way I hit your whip, can't be fixed with no bandage

Playin' with this pole, I can't trip, I do damage (Bitch)



[Chorus]

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 cappin', I'ma leave a nigga smokin'

Tints on this whip, don't be playin' with my shits

I got brain from the bricks, don't be playin' with a pimp

Tighter than a black bitch with braids when they hit

Thirty in this Glock 9, I paid for this drip



[Outro]

(L-Finguz)



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