Juggernaut Slump6s

[Intro]
Maybe something with vampires?

[Chorus]
You have never been on my block
You know I stay with artillery Glocks
All of my niggas turned to juggernauts
All of my pockets always full of knots
Think you a street nigga but you not (Hm)
I'm at the tippity-top (Hm)
My niggas could get you knocked off (Hm)
I ain't even know you still talked down (Hm)
All of y'all niggas some knockoffs
Just like Dev, nigga, where your swag?
Ha, real nigga in my bag
Ha, you a broke nigga coming in last
You a dumb nigga going out sad
Ha, you a ho, bitch, where's your dad?

[Verse]
(Too many racks) Too many, too many
(Too many shows) Too many, too many
(We been on roads) Too many, too many
I be in the butterfly doors
Ten racks stuffed in the couch (Yeah)
I didn't cry, they pout (Yeah)
Nigga, better watch your mouth
Bullets going to him, from the north and south
Say you want smoke, nigga, what's that 'bout?
Gl-Glock 19, knock a nigga lights out
With my gang, pussy nigga, pipe down
Brought a whole K, nigga brought a knife out
Nigga got signed and he bought a new outfit
Tryna talk down, nigga, no, he ain't 'bout shit
Black and white diamonds, man, I been on my cop shit
Check just hit, got to call my accountant
(VVS diamonds and they wet like a fountain)
(And my racks, yeah, they tall like a mountain)
(Money keep coming, I'ma keep on countin')
(Tell these niggas hating, "Nigga, keep on doubting")
Can't beef with a nigga that get passed by the hour
And was flexing them drugs you got over the counter
I do my money dance in the shower
(That nigga broke, nigga, out of power)