Jungle Rollers

By GET THA GAT (2020)
On album Jungle Rollers (2020)

Jungle Rollers
[Intro]
Loop that shit back

[Verse 1: Fever]
Ripping billies got a Gatorade packed for me
Silly figures ain't got a Mack strapped on me
In the car, forester and it's sacked honey
See the steez on the feevs and the cash money
Your flying away on pipe dreams
I'm looking eets with my nikes
Eyes beam and the team's looking nice clean
Fight me to feel the feeling of my right knee
Shitty day but I just geed on
Out of pay but I still got chron
Sickey aye but I just got done
Scatterbrain nah don't give one
Pay less ‘cause I chill at the plugs house
I know no boys that'll ever run mouth
The truth come out and I'm having fun now
Fucking with Fevеr let me give you a run down

[Verse 2: yung punx]
I pull up and thе mans get murky
Yeah my ex bitch did me dirty
Now my new bitch be so curvy
You can bet my cup be dirty
Walkin' around, runnin' your mouth
You can bet I'm dumb in the crowd
Dumb in the crowd
Dumb in the crowd
Promise my mans I'd do them proud
Like I'm up here, doin' my shit
Don't care what anybody else thinks
Fuck with my clique, fuck for a bit
Fuck till I can't compete with my dick
And I grind up weed at an all-time speed
Put out a diss and you concede
Didn't sit high, got a nosebleed
Was it from the white? Yes sir indeed
Indeed and I'm keen and I'm poppin' beans
Fucked up go canals
First tag was greed
Smokin' up, I'm a fiend for the weed
People gettin' jelly cause the money gettin' green
And I get tha G-Wagen and I change that six
With a durry in Japan call it Smokyo drift
Goin' round streets, real fucken quick
Back of her car tight squeeze was a swift

[Chorus: pepper m.d. & lil fuk]
Jungle rollers in this bitch
Boulder dashin' in the whip
Fuckin' with these other cobbers
Underground like triple 6
Jungle rollers on a roll
Knockin' crates like dominoes
Pockets Papu Papu
I been countin' silly rippin' hoes
Jungle rollers in this bitch (Huh)
Boulder dashin' in the whip (What)
Fuckin' with these other cobbers
Underground like triple 6 (Ayy, ayy)
Jungle rollers on a roll (What)
Knockin' crates like dominoes (Huh)
Pockets Papu Papu (Ayy)
I been countin' silly rippin' hoes (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 3: lil fuk]
Jungle rollers off a brick
No penny stocks we on blue chip
Strap my money to my body
Colour green invade my fit
Talk to me you on some drug
Put you in a hole I dug
Pest controllin' in the bush
Get tha gat we kill the bugs

[Verse 4: big nutz]
Mattress on fire
I'm not dreamin' I got bedbugs
Nothin' really new to me
I'm sippin' out the red cup
Ice keep my fingers cold I'm fiendin' for a double up
Bleeding in the snow, fuck it I'ma need another one
Wear my jewels like King K.Rool
Green hunnids on me, not blue
There's not a thing, I can't do
They look for me, but not you
Wine stains on my frozen veins
My mind cloudy, my weed laced
Everyday is a holiday
I roll the pain and blow away

[Chorus: pepper m.d. & lil fuk]
Jungle rollers in this bitch (Huh)
Boulder dashin' in the whip (What)
Fuckin' with these other cobbers
Underground like triple 6 (Ayy, ayy)
Jungle rollers on a roll (What)
Knockin' crates like dominoes (Huh)
Pockets Papu Papu (Ayy)
I been countin' silly rippin' hoes (Ayy, ayy)
Jungle rollers in this bitch
Boulder dashin' in the whip
Fuckin' with these other cobbers
Underground like triple 6
Jungle rollers on a roll
Knockin' crates like dominoes
Pockets Papu Papu
I been countin' silly rippin' hoes

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