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quinn2x - jungle lyrics

sippin’ drank i’m with my n+ggas
i hang with them k!llers, yeah
we hop out that rental (we hop out that rental, yeah)
we hop out that sprinter, yeah
we got sticks just like the jungle
tried to take my b+tch you fumbled, yeah
keep a glock b+tch i won’t tussle
i won’t use a muscle, yeah

i be gettin’ so high i can’t see (no i can’t see)
if he run up on me imma put him on a tee (yea on a tee)
i be sippin wock like it’s tea (yeah)
f+ck n+gga bet he wish he could be me (yeah, yeah)
you n+ggas broke and i know it (and i know it)
i hop on the mic and talk my sh+t i’m like a poet (i’m like a poet, yeah)
he got a stick but he won’t blow it (no he won’t blow it, yeah)
no he won’t blow it, b+tch i’m knowin’ he just show it (yeah he just show it, yeah)
these n+ggas hoes, they flexin’ for these hoes
know how it goes, real n+ggas keep a pole (yeah)
no i can’t go, glock it ain’t for show (it ain’t for show)
i’m smokin’ dro, n+gga that’s fasho (yeah that’s fasho)

all i ever wanted was a beam, i+ i+ i got bad b+tches, all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean)
glock, it got a beam, and that b+tch kickin’ it’s gon’ sting just like a bee
all i ever wanted was a, bad+
i got bad b+tches all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean)
glock, it got a beam, and that b+tch kickin’ it’s gon’ sting just like a bee
sippin’ drank i’m with my n+ggas
i hang with them k!llers, yeah
we hop out that rental (we hop out that rental, yeah)
we hop out that sprinter, yeah
i got that f+ck n+gga mad (what, okay, okay, okay, okay)
got that n+gga sad, his b+tch say he down bad
ar with a mag, catch a n+gga lack
skrt off in that cat, then light up the gas

i+ i won’t use a muscle, yeah
i+ i won’t use a muscle, yeah

i be gettin’ so high i can’t see (no i can’t see)
if he run up on me imma put him on a tee (yea on a tee)
i be sippin wock like it’s tea (yeah)
f+ck n+gga bet he wish he could be me (yeah, yeah)
you n+ggas broke and i know it (and i know it)
i hop on the mic and talk my sh+t i’m like a poet (i’m like a poet, yeah)
he got a stick but he won’t blow it (no he won’t blow it, yeah)
no he won’t blow it, b+tch i’m knowin’ he just show it (yeah he just show it, yeah)
all i ever wanted was a beam, i+ i+ i got bad b+tches, all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean)
glock, it got a beam, and that b+tch kickin’ it’s gon’ sting just like a bee
all i+, i+ i+ i got bad b+tches, all they wanna do is lean (all they wanna do is lean)
glock, it got a beam, and that b+tch kickin’ it’s gon’ sting just like a bee

- quinn2x lyrics

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