"Jungle Talk" lyrics

Look Quicky's drunk as fuck
Erick in this hell pushing out that bus
In and out of traffic bitch I'm in a rush
Every nigga play with me dumb as fuck
Pull off out of hell can't eat my dust
And I got some niggas that I love I can't trust
Ain't got no room for you niggas on this bus
A freaky bitch in my air she wanna lust
Niggas know how I plan I get busy
For lilies on your hood popping willies
After bit top shot I ain't friendly
Niggas know they gonna loose if they go against me
Put the bird tale head and I squeeze it
I specialize a centre foute niggas a Jesus
Turn around gone nigga don't know I'm demons
And I put it on your ass give me a reason
Born out the niggas off I ain't no beefing
Long he dog on me cash ain't no eating
You to for shares I to for shares bitch we even
Tash regen nigga better watch for all that reach
I put the mag down and I beach
Send my man ends your crib to come and sleep you
Then he dwelling with the weapon he's so lethal
Can't deprive me to rap niggas we ain't equal
Gotta impress niggas up I'm on a different level
I'm the rookie of the year I need a front medal
That nigga sure heard tripping sure know how to basil
He spent 30 ben twice he could of won a castle
Niggas wanna rap my way like I never let 'em
I'll take to my grave where I'm ain't ever telling
I've been rapping for a year all my record's selling
That DZ on fire who the fuck you telling