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mlg - ug planet lyrics

[chorus]
i’m in the jungle with that strap
i’m in the jungle that’s the trap
my shooters they mlg they’ll get you whacked
i’m tuckin’ that smg we shootin’ back
i’m slidin the amg it’s tinted black
you could catch a 10 piece at ya hat
slide on em, head tap
we tryna push his sh*t back

[verse 1]
i’m tryna blow a couple f*ckin’ bags
i’m tryna go up
remember sayin “when i grow up, i’m tryna pop a few tags”
my b*tch she bad, i might cop her a new ass
get him gone b*tch i do magic
we light him up like a match
send him to god broad day don’t need a f*ckin’ mask
[verse 2]
i’m finna empty that mag
we put that boy in a bag
i’m finna take out the trash
12 behind me, do the dash
i keep that stick by my side b*tch, always burnin hot give, yo ass a rash
walk in thе house, air that b*tch out, then i’m heading straight for that f*ckin’ cash

[chorus]
i’m in thе jungle with that strap
i’m in the jungle that’s the trap
my shooters they mlg they’ll get you whacked
i’m tuckin’ that smg we shootin’ back
i’m slidin the amg it’s tinted black
you could catch a 10 piece at ya hat
slide on em, head tap
we tryna push his sh*t back

- ug planet lyrics

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