Jugg ​​wifisfuneral (Ft. Danny Towers, Fat Nick & Max P)

[Hook: Wifisfuneral]
Max done brought the stove up to the attic now he whipping
Them bases blowing up my line just for a fixing
I'm popping flats off with your bitch, she giving hickies
But I just fuck her, then she leave because I just missed a jugg
Jugg, jugg, on my line
Jugg, jugg, on my line
Jugg, jugg, jugg, on my line
Trapping out the trap, just dropped a jugg up on my line

[Bridge: Fat Nick]
I got these juggers on my line
I got these druggies on my line

[Verse 1: Wifisfuneral]
Drop top pimping
Got a bad bitch who with it
The boy gotta love prescription when the pain numbing
Pop a pill, I feel my name calling
Need a percocet, just like the Jolly Ranchers
Candy flipping with a acid tab
I'm feeling too trippy, like I'm Jimi Hendrix
Looking back like, where the pain go?
OG gas they have my brain frozen
Call a thick hoe, we never suck or fuck
Just ask to came forward
Playing with sticks like the NHL
Bitch I keep the piece
Best not get make believe
Woadie, who you fooling?
Bitch my nigga Patrick is my main shooter
When he pull the stick, he aim it like a Bruin
Lay low with it, I'm just blazing
Oh yes, I'll get off my chest
No skeletons in my closet but boy I'll still go flex
With appreciation, I ride with the mac, now I'm the undertaker
Undertaking hoes within my compensation
Load the fire, got the beam loaded
With the cannon in the trunk
My mind say survival of the fittest
Bitch, I promise this ain't really what you want