Jungle Juice Calboy

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Six Element
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Live today, you die tomorrow, all I know is stackin' [stars?]
These days, I been rich, my foreign look like out of body
'Member them days, was livin' like GTA, lil' brodie pop a lot
That's on the gang, you better watch what you say, my brodie pop his top (Hey)
He step out of line, he out of bounds, we gotta lay him down
You ain't hard to find, got foenem creepin' where you stay around
Keep that on the low, you know what you know but, bitch, don't make a sound
This shit on the floor, you catch 'em loafin', you better take him down
No, you can't take it back, lil' bitch, you said what you said
These days, I been busy, bitch, might put a bag on your head
Got the drop on oppositions, caught him layin' in his bed
Most of these niggas opposition, they turn fan 'cause they scared, yeah

[Chorus]
I been trippin' off this juice, came from the jungle (From the jungle)
I was wildin' out in school, we tote them guns in the hall
She asked me what I'm feelin', I don't love her at all
Sorry, they left me with no feelings, wasn't no one I could call
Kept that shit a hundred grand, these niggas called me crazy (Hey)
I been duckin' rats, snakes, and pigs, that's on the daily (For real)
You know how we coming if these niggas tryna play me
Up the Glock and bust his brains, this bitch ain't got no safety