Jugg Everything

Okay
We came to ball like Sosa or Jeter
I'll pull your ass right out
The four seater
We rockin Fuji, Puma, or FILA
Straight and direct
Right into your dealer
You think you fly
What makes 'em more jealous
Dems is the fakes we swapped
At Coachella
We hit a lick on you and your sneakers
Still hit a block with me
In your speakers

First thing's first
The rules is as follows:
I don't return the shit that I borrow
I'll show you how I really do this thing right here
I'll probably make a man
And a licks right here
See, it's been a while
Since I really swagged on it
Now I'm robbing all these bitches
Tryna brag on it
I'll have one of my homies come snatch a chain
You ain't even in your hood
They forgot your name

Oh lord, it's the big bad dangerous dame
Bitch is flames
Still got delicious twang
And I'm still all about what I'm bout, boo
Bitch, put the money in the bag
And the clout too

Nigga fuck around too
Who the fuck around you?
Don't you know I never gave a fuck
What i'm allowed to?
I'll be that ignant ass nigga
Rollin deep as fuck
And they know its free smoke
When they peep it's us

Because we came to ball
Like Sosa or Jeter
I'll pull yo ass right out the four seater
We rockin Fuji, Puma, or FILA
Straight and direct
Right into your dealer
You think you fly
What makes em more jealous
Dems is the fakes we swapped
At Coachella
We hit a lick on you and your sneakers
Still hit a block with me
In your speakers

You still at your job makin
Beef and fries
You be spendin all your money on
Your Jeep and pride
See, I'm focused on my bread -
White, wheat, or rye
Money run the whole game, bitch -
Eat or die
Beef or not
Make you realize you no fighter
On-the-house rappers
Scarin off your ghostwriters
Jugg everything you got
From your head to toe
I want the watch and the rings
You can keep the flow

Because we came to ball
Like Sosa or Jeter
I'll pull yo ass right out the four seater
We rockin Fuji, Puma, or FILA
Straight and direct
Right into your dealer
You think you fly
What makes em more jealous
Dems is the fakes we swapped
At Coachella
We hit a lick on you and your sneakers
Still hit a block with me
In your speakers