JUX

[Intro]
Ayo-yo-yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1]
.40 rusty, my shorty busty
Bugsy Siegel, Bumpy Johnson
Gun I got on me'll make you run your pockets (Blow-blow-blow, blow-blow)
Slum magician, end up missin' 'cause of dumb decisions
Dump at your Civic, run orphans (Yeah)
Cut you like corners
Plenty orders from snorters
Feel like Rich Porter (Aha)
FN from Florida
Get acquainted with the coroner (Brrt)
Case of Coronas
Roll up more punch blunts (Smoke)
Bust guns out the bucket like, "Fuck it" (Blow-blow, blow, blow)
Your ice, tuck it, before you end up on a tight budget (You hear me?)
Life put weight on us but we ain't budge (Nah), cocaine floods
Finesse the plugs, good prices on grade A drugs (Swoop)
If I ain't got it, you get got (Blow, blow-blow)
Bled blocks
Buckets bootin' up 'til his leg locked (Fuck)
Headshots (Blow-blow-blow)
(Blow, blow-blow, blow, blow)

[Chorus]
Put the money in the bag (You hear me?)
Put the money in the bag (Blow-blow, blow, blow)
Put the money in the bag (Fast!)

[Verse 2]
If I don't hit the lab, I end up in the mess
Got whatever you need, dunn, ain't even gotta ask (Aha)
Stockin' cap
Backpack got a gat in it (Brrt, brrt!)
Infatuated with automatics and bad bitches (Woo)
Anorak vintage, ballistics
Pack biscuits for friction (Blow, blow-blow, blow)
Your shit fan fiction, fishscale in the pan glisten (Bling!)
Try to steal from me, end up with your hand missin' (You heard?)
Ambition
We still gram pitchin', pedallin'
Too blessed to be a pessimist (Word)
Destined, my future guaranteed like an inheritance (I got it)
Heron Preston sweaters, set the presentient (Boy)
Tryna be rich enough to put a hit out on the President
Project-tenement legend, prevalent
Never beggin' we get it in (Never)
Invented, the vest Vetements
Your shit pork like gelatine (That's word)
Porters look like a peppermint (Skrrt!)
Me and my blick the best of friends (Brrt!)
Gon' take a couple years for my shit to settle in (It's gon' take a minute though, you hear me?)