feel like jugnino

I feel like Jugnino, bitch, I love abusing pints
That drank, it help me cope, I've been heartbroke so many times
Yeah, and my bros they selling dope
That's how they make it through these time
That's how they make it through hard times
I pop a perc, hop on FL, I pop a perc, create these rhymes
I pop my shit without announcing it, you could call me a mime
I feel like che, bitch, I got sayso
But you cannot get a piece of my time
I'm trying to run up some more dollar signs
Slatt, bitch, I show love all the time
You ain't my kin, my twin, my gang, my slime
I'll get you gone for a dime
I get your bitch wet, she like hearing me rhyme
Got a Slim waist bitch, and she know that she fine
I pull up on his block, and you know that he dying
Nigga yeen snatch shit, that chain not mine
I don't even know why the lil nigga lying
We pulled up and we walked him down had him crying

I feel like jugnino
Bitch, I have love abusing pints
That drank yeah it help me cope
Heart been broke so many times

Thrax in a ziploc, I'm too slimey can't do tiktok
Walk around with Smith and Wesson on me
Those names sound familiar
No I can't cut that hoe, she chip chopped
I got a bad bitch, she rock lip gloss
Told that bitch to wipe that shit off, yeah or else we cannot lip lock, huh
Won't smack a bitch, but i talk pimp talk
My brother warned me bout the streets, hell yeah he gave me a lil pep talk, uh
That boy psyched aht, must be off fentanyl
I ain had a xan in like 2 months, im havin withdrawals, still

I feel like jugnino
Bitch, I have love abusing pints
That drank yeah it help me cope
Heart been broke so many times

I feel like Jugnino, bitch, I love abusing pints
That drank, it help me cope, I've been heartbroke so many times
Yeah, and my bros they selling dope
That's how they make it through these time
That's how they make it through hard times
I pop a perc, hop on FL, I pop a perc, create these rhymes
I pop my shit without announcing it, you could call me a mime
I feel like che, bitch, I got sayso
But you cannot get a piece of my time
I'm trying to run up some more dollar signs
Slatt, bitch, I show love all the time
You ain't my kin, my twin, my gang, my slime
I'll get you gone for a dime
I get your bitch wet, she like hearing me rhyme
Got a Slim waist bitch, and she know that she fine
I pull up on his block, and you know that he dying
Nigga yeen snatch shit, that chain not mine
I don't even know why the lil nigga lying
We pulled up and we walked him down had him crying

I feel like jugnino
Bitch, I have love abusing pints
That drank yeah it help me cope
Heart been broke so many times