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juke 21k - figi lyrics

(intro)
yeah yeah

(hook)
extraterrestrial i’m feeling on another planet
these n+ggas vegetables ain’t solid you would think they planted
the main thing is it’s gon’ rain but n+gga can you stand it
i maintained and kept it solid n+gga no ceramic
i watch my back cause n+ggas envy and they wanna be me
oh you ain’t hear that boy got blew like n+gga watch the tv
i know they fake ain’t nothing new but aye my diamonds fiji
i bleed red but count that blue b+tch i’m eating greedy

(verse)
yeah yeah
i got a mac, and when i say that sh+t no i’m not talking bout apple
i hit my boost, yeah my name juke, but if hе rush he get tackled
i got thеm thigh pads thigh pads insides look like a lava lamp
and they got me f+cked up b+tch i’m plugged up like the chords to a speaker amp
i spent a long time chasing life goals i knew i couldn’t reach
and i’m sippin lean rolling up this wubby swerving while i’m rocking louis v
and all these hoes love me well they say they love me but they only love me cause i’m me
i keep it a 100 like centipedes
and i know i’m not rich but i’m finna be
20 bands on your neck and that boy deceased
i can’t fall in love i’m not jodeci
when i’m out with my chains and they notice me
and i’m walking alone no approaching me
got the tec with a drum and a scope you see
these n+ggas they play they get swept with the broom
i keep my heat like the last day of june
the sky ain’t the limit cause i seen the moon, yeaaahh
(hook)
extraterrestrial on another planet
these n+ggas vegetables ain’t solid you would think they planted
the main thing is it’s gon’ rain but n+gga can you stand it
i maintained and kept it solid n+gga no ceramic
i watch my back cause n+ggas envy and they wanna be me
oh you ain’t hear that boy got blew like n+gga watch the tv
i know they fake ain’t nothing new but aye my diamonds fiji
i bleed red but count that blue b+tch i’m eating greedy

(verse)
you want the issue
boy you be softer than tissue
n+gga i will never miss you
that lil b+tch kissed you
and i heard you ain’t official
bullets flying like some missles
and if i get the raw pack then i make it jump back
caught me some cases off swinging that crack
never be cappin i always state facts
at the gun show just to cop me a mac
like a b+tt show she be bouncing that ass
in her gut tho had to make that sh+t fast
big glocks i was lying in the grass
like usain had to run to the cash
boo thing left and you know it got you mad
and that coupe came yeah, aye, right after that bag
(outro)
yeah, aye, right after that bag, yeah yeah aye
right after that bag
right after that bag

- juke 21k lyrics

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