My Guys in the room
Got The place full of Goons
And my niggas came to do
What we gotta do

Middle fingers to the sky
Fuck wit us you gone die
A bullet to your eyes
We gon’ catch you by surprise

I be in the Jungle
I been in places you’ve never been
You’ll prolly would fumble
Greatest artist you might ever seen
But I gotta stay humble

I need a million dollar
By the morning
Inside of a duffle
Inside of a duffle

Spend no money on these hoes
I’m living by the codes
Got sugar for your nose
I get it by the load

Shawty gone drop it down low
Everybody hit the floor
Like the police on the door
Bitch we don’t get ignored!

I stay with a strap
Like a kid in a car seat
I can tell they don’t like me
Cause I been out the country
Spending a baggie
On my beautiful wifey

Niggas online they wanna be like me
Bitches know I ain’t cocky
Them dudes on my block
They really stay icy
This drip kinda pricey

You saying your Gang Gang on Go
Your main Nigga gon’ fold
Y’all really ain’t getting no dough
Y’all should feel bad
Got no hope
I’m on a roll
I ain’t had no money
Now I got a load

They not me, nope
I call your bitch cause
I need some deepthroat

They not me, nope
I call your bitch cause
I need some deepthroat

I be in the Jungle
I been in places you’ve never been
You’ll prolly would fumble
The greatest artist you might ever seen
But I gotta stay humble
I need a million dollar
By the morning
Inside of a duffle
Inside of a duffle

I be in the Jungle
I been in places you’ve never been
You’ll prolly would fumble
Greatest artist you might ever seen
But I gotta stay humble
I need a million dollar
By the morning
Inside of a duffle
Inside of a duffle