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juggernaut - slump6s lyrics

[intro]
maybe something with vampires?

[chorus]
you have never been on my block
you know i stay with artillery glocks
all of my n*ggas turned to juggernauts
all of my pockets always full of knots
think you a street n*gga but you not
i’m at the tippity*top
my n*ggas could get you knocked off
i ain’t even know you still talked down
all of y’all n*ggas some knockoffs
just like that, n*gga, where your swag?
ha, real n*gga in my bag
ha, you a broke n*gga coming in last
you a dumb n*gga going out sad
ha, you a ho, b*tch, where’s your dad?
[verse]
(too many racks) too many, too many
(too many shows) too many, too many
(we been on roads) too many, too many
i be in the b*tterfly doors
ten racks stuffed in the couch (yeah)
i didn’t cry, they pout (yeah)
n*gga, better watch your mouth
bullets going to him, from the north and south
say you want smoke, n*gga, what’s that ’bout?
glock 19, knock a n*gga lights out
with my gang, p*ssy n*gga, pipe down
brought a whole k, n*gga brought a knife out
n*gga got signed and he bought a new outfit
tryna talk down, n*gga, no, he ain’t ’bout sh*t
black and white diamonds, man, i been on my cop sh*t
check just hit, got to call my accountant
(pretty ass diamonds and they wet like a fountain)
(and my racks, yeah, they tall like a mountain)
(money keep coming, i’ma keep on countin’)
(tell these n*ggas hating, “n*gga, keep on doubting”)
can’t beef with a n*gga that get passed by the hour
and was flexing them drugs you got over the counter
i do my money dance in the shower
(that n*gga broke, n*gga, out of power)
[chorus]
you have never been on my block (vampires)
you know i stay with artillery glocks
all of my n*ggas turned to juggernauts
all of my pockets always full of knots
think you a street n*gga but you not
(i’m at the tippity*top)
my n*ggas could get you knocked off
i ain’t even know you still talked down
all of y’all n*ggas some knockoffs
(just like that, n*gga, where your swag?)
ha, real n*gga in my bag
ha, you a broke n*gga coming in last
you a dumb n*gga going out sad
(ha, you a ho, b*tch, where’s your dad?)

- slump6s lyrics

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