
Jet Lag Future & Juice WRLD (Ft. Young Scooter)
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[Intro: Juice WRLD & Future]
I just got a juug, I just got a juug, juug, juug
I just called the plug (Uh), I just called the plug, plug, plug
These niggas flodgin', these niggas flodgin', these niggas flodgin'
Ayy, let's go
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Future]
I take off, no jet lag (I take off)
Spend that shit, then make it back (Spend that shit)
I just may walk up in Saks
50 bands in a bag (50 bands)
I got a hundred, double that (I got a hundred)
Big old gun in a duffel bag
Still got niggas on the block, yeah
If we go broke, it's back to that
I would juug all day (Juug all day) just to keep the lights on (Just to keep the lights on)
I would juug all day (Juug all day), every day I was tryna get (Every day)
Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug
I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD & Future]
Poppin' me up, drugs
Got a bad bitch like Meagan Good
Choppa long like a golf club
Hold that bitch like Tiger Woods
Fuck your bitch, I might as well
I heard that her pussy good
Aww, ride in the Range, ride in the Rover
I'm switchin' lanes, losing composure
Rollie on me, no tick-tick-tick-tick, you know your time is over
Gun in the bag, it go shh-shh-shh, you know it's a silence on it
Money machine, it go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, keep your composure
My niggas brazy as hell, shoot up your spot and laugh
I just got a juug, I just got a juug, juug, juug
I just called the plug (Uh), I just called the plug, plug, plug
These niggas flodgin', these niggas flodgin', these niggas flodgin'
Ayy, let's go
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Future]
I take off, no jet lag (I take off)
Spend that shit, then make it back (Spend that shit)
I just may walk up in Saks
50 bands in a bag (50 bands)
I got a hundred, double that (I got a hundred)
Big old gun in a duffel bag
Still got niggas on the block, yeah
If we go broke, it's back to that
I would juug all day (Juug all day) just to keep the lights on (Just to keep the lights on)
I would juug all day (Juug all day), every day I was tryna get (Every day)
Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug
I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD & Future]
Poppin' me up, drugs
Got a bad bitch like Meagan Good
Choppa long like a golf club
Hold that bitch like Tiger Woods
Fuck your bitch, I might as well
I heard that her pussy good
Aww, ride in the Range, ride in the Rover
I'm switchin' lanes, losing composure
Rollie on me, no tick-tick-tick-tick, you know your time is over
Gun in the bag, it go shh-shh-shh, you know it's a silence on it
Money machine, it go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, keep your composure
My niggas brazy as hell, shoot up your spot and laugh
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