Juggin N Schemin (feat. Nuk)

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SNO TGLO and SNO MILLI

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All the money get niggas stand up, if you bout that bag man up
I like money getting niggas, I don't like the niggas playing tough, they be pussy anyway
I can show you how to break it down and run up any state, flying through this shit, then
I broke the money counter

Been like ten years straight and I ain't had no money problems
I ain't even broke a sweat
I like money, money cause that's what's gon' keep the bitches wet
I got half sales, whole sales, real better quarter brick
I got nick sales, brick sales and you ain't seen a quarter yet

I'm a trap nigga, I'ma run through everything I order niggas
And the bitches come to me
So you will never see me order six
Bitches asking me if I got bag, I'm like it's water wet
I ain't never in these niggas section, say I'm hard to catch

Spend this shit, never save, Harlem shaking money
I ain't no soft rich nigga, I dare you try to take it from me
Play for a quarter ounce to a bro to make it for me
Arrow with a switch and five seconds shoot a hundred

Out on bond, still chasing pace
If a nigga try to rob, he gon' get erased
Hit his stupid ass with the chop, make him Harlem shake
Think I'm signing the OVO, how I be with Drake

Bitch, I ain't trying to f*ck, dude, you gotta chase
Yo man's looking broke as hell, he need to bust his bank
Really, it's never niggas birthday, they ain't getting cake
We hitting strong, make a nigga make a musty face

Only thing I love is the money, I don't go on dates
I be sliding on the opps like I'm wearing a skate
Real gorilla in the field, so I'm dripping bait
I hit your bitch off a perch, she wetter than a lake

I ain't never worried about my opps, they be shooting bricks
How the f*ck is you a trapper, only got a zip
You flexing ten K, I just left it with my jeweler
Whoever knew, I make 50 off this computer

This bitch give me all her brain like a tutor
Niggas get a ski and a gluttony, they a shooter
All right, and when you start that, catch an opp anywhere in this whip
I'm a part that, I just open up, fight chases with them cars at

Why you gas him up, now he up there where the stars at
Nigga, it's my chain, he gon' chop it up when uncle feel
Bitch, go open up a chase, so I know it's real
You feel like fluffy paper, you ain't really got no hope for real

Bitch, stop trying to act boozy, you a hoe for real
Walk up, made one K off a juke, I scam to Riffy
Told this bitch to deep throw my dick, she trying to lick it
I'm trying to slide on a nigga, you a witness

Bitch, how you f*ck the whole hood, be finished
The key to coming up, you gotta stay down
Just get a hit, my ears still ringing from the case I'm in
It's like, all we know is slide, just like a playground, your bitch a rat

And she got more miles than the Greyhound, crazy
All I know is get a rental and put some miles on it
I just left the club, hell yeah, I threw a pile on it
Put up on Mino with all blues, he like my style, don't he

'Cause I just came to get some blues and then I miled on it
The way I'm shitting on these niggas, it's like diarrhea
My dog just hit me with a pint of white, let's buy a liter
Momma said, you a high head, don't got a fever

Don't care if she a ten, I give a hit, I gotta leave her
Gotta go

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