Lyrics: Nguyen Truong Hoang Duy/Tyvion Harris/Michael Mcintosh/Jordan Livingston
Music: Nguyen Truong Hoang Duy/Tyvion Harris/Michael Mcintosh/Jordan Livingston
Hello
Man you got me ****ed up bitch
Get off my phone
I’m off them xans
In the trap
Poppin rubber bands
Did my dirt I got blood all on my hands
Nation we the mob
Free my brother out the can
Got them Haitians on site
Get you gone for a band
Jugg life bitch you wouldn’t understand
I started wit a plan got your bitch now she a fan
Yeh
I moved them xans countin bands
Exotic everything foreign come straight from Japan
Yeh
Contraband yeh
Percy and them xans
Bitch I’m high I can’t land
Yeh
(Percy Percy)
Yeh
Yeh
I’m settin trends yeh
Runnin up dem bands
**** it up get it again Yeh
(Again) yeh
Yeh
Contraband yeh
Percy and them xans
Bitch I’m high I can’t land
(Percy)
Yeh
Yeh
I’m settin trends yeh
Runnin up dem bands
**** it up get it again
(Solo Lucci)
Aye aye
I been on that lean so this that mud talk
Had a hundred bricks at 17
***** this that plug talk
I got dirty money out the clean
***** this that drug talk
Aired some niggas out and flea’d the scene
***** this that thug talk
(Doot doot doot doot doot doot)
I got blood all on my hands
(On my momma)
Rollin wit some niggas they would never take the stand
(At all)
Hit yo city I’m like Diddy
***** I’m makin bands
I’m like Popeye full of spinach
Tryna dodge the can
Whip a hundred grand
Full of contraband
Selling white shit
My trap the bunny ran
I’m dealin rock
Ooh ooh
Dis a alley oop (oop)
Whip up a extra two
Dis a brand new coup
Yeh
Contraband yeh
Percy and them xans
Bitch I’m high I can’t land
Yeh
(Percy Percy)
Yeh
Yeh
I’m settin trends yeh
Runnin up dem bands
**** it up get it again Yeh
(Again) yeh
(FijiMacintosh)
I knew niggas that do contraband
Balenciaga on my body can’t do citi trends
(*****)
Any time a nigga pop out I be settin trends
Tryna shoot that choppa spinnin like a ceiling fan
( bwah)
Tried to play me yo mixtape but I ain’t give a damn
Yo bitch came and ate the shit up like a teddy gram
I know niggas servin grams it’s a even scam
They just tryna dodge the boss and take from Uncle Sam
Diamonds hit off different colors like toucan Sam
Percs and weed
Smoke some weed
And jugg don popped a xan
Protect the Energy 777, We passin every nigga shit
And I ain’t even playin
Don’t let nobody in this door
***** we got contraband
PTE
CBI
***** you understand
RIP
Jugg life
Ya
Jugg life
*****