Juggin

I-I-I-I-I love Chris Rich

[Hook - H Mula]
Yo, listen, yo
In the rave my niggas don't boogie
My niggas dem bop can't cut through the 7, nah we ain't rookies (Why?)
Cuz you might get shot
In the trap my niggas still juggin (Juggin)
Hell nah we can't stop
Spot got hot gotta switch it off
Put it in sport bet it's rippin off
She keeps asking where I'm at right now
I should be back by 4
She said that she real and she'll hold me down
I shoulda phoned her more
Hold this shush and keep it quiet
I've heard it all before
Radford baby that's crack galore
Free my niggas better bang your doors

[Verse - H Mula]
Mali boy but she thinks I'm Asian
She must be mistaken
Still switch the flows like Richi, 1-0
But I ain't from Leyton
Feeling like Mizzy can't do this bait ting
Gotta cover my face, bitch
It's rap shit aside told her link me at HS
Cah the ends just flamin

They can't take me down
Shots get licked on the mains
Like it's paper rounds
Bro spent 5 on the gauge
He just loves the sound
In the trap night and day
I'm in love with pounds
(I'm in love with pounds)

[Hook - H Mula]
(In the rave my niggas don't boogie)
(My niggas dem bop can't cut through the 7, nah we ain't rookies)
(Cuz you might get sh--)
(In the trap my niggas still juggin)
(Hell nah we can't stop)
(Spot got hot gotta switch it off)
(Put it in sport bet it's rippin off)
(She keeps asking where im at right now)
(I should be back by 4)
She said that she real and she'll hold me down
I shoulda phoned her more
Hold this shush and keep it quiet
I've heard it all before
Radford baby that's crack galore
Free my niggas better bang your-

[Verse - M'Way]
I buy the whip in the trap in my sleep
Then I carried on in the morning, yeah
I told my guy just wear some jeans
You gotta blend in when you're touring
It's 7pm why the fuck are you yawning
Cats on my phone I swear the yat calling
I'm whipping and trapping that shit gets boring
I was skipping the rear for the prof you know I'm all in
You hardly see me cus I'm out of town
I'm out of reach
I'm with a cat and I'm chilling in her flat
I swear that shit hot like a beach
New yute in the trap come work I'll teach (I'll teach you)
I sell it for loads and buy it for cheap
My nigga OT and he been there for weeks
I give him a call cah he shot out your knee

Flicky I got on my waist
It's the same one I use to chop up the weight
I give some yute to a cat
Poke a yute down and give you a taste
I'm always [?] now I need me some flake
I'm in the trap and I'm bagging the weight, wait
I gotta get to this cake
I'm always on go and I cop a ZK

A 2x2 or a 4x4
Young trap boy yeah I always want more
Didn't hear cats in front of the store
Come for the trap better lock that door
Didn't have majra I was doing that raw
I need me a rizz this liquorish raw
Traphouse settings got crack on the floor
I didn't do a show but I been on tour (Yeah)

[Hook - H Mula]
In the rave my niggas don't boogie (Yoo)
My niggas dem bop can't cut through the 7, nah we ain't rookies (Why?)
Cuz you might get shot
In the trap my niggas still juggin (Juggin)
Hell nah we can't stop
Spot got hot gotta switch it off
Put it in sport bet it's rippin off
She keeps asking where I'm at right now
I should be back by 4
She said that she real and she'll hold me down
I shoulda phoned her more
Hold this shush and keep it quiet
I've heard it all before
Radford baby that's crack galore
Free my niggas better bang your doors