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[Part I: elijugg]

[Intro]
(Bonx)
I'm Eli Juggz
I'm Eli Juggz
I'm Eli Juggz

[Verse 1]
I'm in the trap chilling with the troops
You in the back fuckin' on it, yeah
I'm in the trap smokin' on the boof
You in the back, I just flew back
That ho said she know me, nah I'm [?]
Ho said she know me, I can't [?]
Said she know me, fuck your own private jet

[Bridge]
Bitch, we up
Tell 'em baby [?] 'cause I'm Eli Juggz
Smoking Backwoods to the face 'cause I love that stuff
All these bands, bitch, I blew up
Bitch, I put it on God, [?] in these bands I trust

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
All these bands right now
All these bands right now
All these bands right now
All these bands right now

[Verse 2]
Bitch, the cash flow, yeah, I swear it's coming in
I heard boys, I'm buttering
It's a Maybach, not no Cullinan
It's a Maybach, not no Cullinan
It's a Maybach, not no Cullinan
It's a Maybach, not no Cullinan
Bitch, it's a Maybach, not no Cullinan
Wait for the Maybach, like [?]
All these bands
[?] my opps like a tracksuit, we ain't running
I got these bags on, I ain't bugging
[?]
[?], feel like I'm the man

I can split these 10 bands, I won't do it again
I'd rather fuck with fake fans than a fake friend
The way this money coming in, it might just never end
I can take you to [?], know who I am

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
Bitch, I'm Eli Juggz
All these bands right now
All these bands right now
All these bands right now
All these bands right now

[Part II: rip]

[Intro]
(Bonx) (Wow)
(Yay)

[Chorus]
This choppa make a nigga twerk
I got racks, no, I'm not a twerp
You got bands nigga, but it ain't worth it
I feel like Siyah baby, fuck the earth (Yay)
I got my own bitch and she perfect
We put some fuck niggas in a hearse
I want the bad but the [?] first
I want a [?] baby, not a [?]
You better get your shit straight before you get played like 2K, nigga
I love making money, I love money two ways

[Verse]
You not getting money, you [?] two days
I like driving fast cars on the freeway
Pull up with it, park it, [?] receive it babe, give me head
Show me them damn racks, I gotta see [?] inside my bag
Too many damn bitches, I don't even know which ones is fans
So many damn niggas, I don't even know which ones my friends
Master baby, Taliban
She open legs like, oh damn
I'm Master Chef like pots and pans

[Bridge]
Stop talking down, you ain't even really 'bout nothing (Wow)
Finna move the whole Top Floor to a muh' fucking mountain

[Chorus:]
This choppa make a nigga twerk
I got racks, no, I'm not a twerp
You got bands nigga, but it ain't worth it
I feel like Siyah baby, fuck the earth (Yay)
I got my own bitch and she perfect
We put some fuck niggas in a hearse
I want the bad but the [?] first
I want a [?] baby, not a [?]
You better get your shit straight before you get played like 2K, nigga
I love making money, I love money two ways

[Outro]
I love money three ways, I know money, four and five
Bitch treat me like [?], she know [?] baby, don't lie
Bitch, I'm fresh just like OJ squeeze
[?], 'cause you know it's me
Um, I like taking pics
Oh my gosh-osh-osh-osh-osh
(Goddamn)