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i put in work - juke 21k lyrics

(hook)
i pack my thing i put in work
two n*ggas caught lacking two n*ggas on a shirt
i’m geeked, i’m weak, i popped that perc
30 bands in rubberband tryna cop a vert
big gleek get leak couple bands on a freak
big meech how i teach young n*gga like preach
like sheet stains know a n*gga fresh like bleach
i be sticking to the code like a slug or a leech
i pack my thing i put in work
two n*ggas caught lacking two n*ggas on a shirt
i’m geeked, i’m weak, i popped that perc
30 bands in rubberband tryna cop a vert
big gleek get leak couple bands on a freak
big meech how i teach young n*gga like preach
like sheet stains know a n*gga fresh like bleach
i be sticking to the code like a slug or a leech

(verse 1)
i be sticking to the code like a slug or a leech
got a couple snow bunnies they be posted by the beach
i’m a self made n*gga i’m a dog off the leash
need a bad yellow bone that be bad like alicia keys
you would think i play piano how a n*gga play with keys
and you know that shorty choosing she be jocking on the st**ze
if she a 9 with behind then i put her on her knees
and i never f*ck em solo i just f*ck em by the 3s
money bag b*tch yeah she all bout her pesos
she finna get it she do what i say so
100 round clip yeah its stuck in my draco
hanging with shooters you boys better lay low
lean pouring like a fountain, higher than a mountain
n*gga what you counting, boy you ain’t amounting
hit up my accountant, hit her then i’m bouncing
n*ggas know i’m outy
give me the beat and i rip it, i get the pack then i flip it
i been finessing them midgets, i’m all bout my digits
lil b*tch is not bout her business, i k!ll em i can’t leave a witness
i might need a doctor cause i got a sickness
i give him the call he gon come with the quickness
when i go super deep yeah she say she like the feeling
had the plug throw the pack b*tch i ran it like felix
b*tch i’m too relevant i am a g*nius
big diamond tat put it right on my weenus
bad lil b*tch take her shopping up in niemen’s
big gucci bag big racks know you see it
racks like tennis, green like spinach
n*ggas know that i diminish, hit your b*tch until i finish
i might take your sh*t like the grinch who stole christmas
and my presence is a gift you might as well put me on your wish list
she want a present but that’s in the past
she want relationship that did not last
she wanna smoke wubby but they call it gas
and he want a feature but his sh*t is trash
and i keep my heater i make that b*tch blast
i need a two seater 200 the dash
i wear my wife beater when i’m chasing cash
i bend that b*tch over then hit that lil ass
i pack my thing i put in work
i hit the strip club make that b*tch twerk
20 bands better get ya mans he’ll get murked
make him dance call the ambulance put him on a shirt
19 i was on the scene finger cost a brick
money fiend gotta chase the green i was hitting l!cks
bling bling looking at my neck now she watch my wrist
mean green b*tch i’m super clean drip like this
these n*ggas stalk me they say that they don’t but i know you do
she say she want f*ck me she say she want suck me but i do not know you lil boo
and i’m poppin a x and i’m rolling off molly cause it let my demons loose
and you say that you drippin well you just might drown like oj b*tch i got the juice
yeah, yeah, yeah
(hook)
i pack my thing i put in work
two n*ggas caught lacking two n*ggas on a shirt
i’m geeked, i’m weak, i popped that perc
30 bands in rubberband tryna cop a vert
big gleek get leak couple bands on a freak
big meech how i teach young n*gga like preach
like sheet stains know a n*gga fresh like bleach
i be sticking to the code like a slug or a leech, yeah

- juke 21k lyrics

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