"Spazz Out" S Craze x Jugmanxo x e$koTG x Xann x kozy x Dondada

Steeze Prod. CODEINECXN

Feds Prod. IMPERIAL

Jugmanxo - “Crash” (MixedByJvBeatz)

Wasteland

You & Me! [Tay Zacari]

Diamonds - Jugmanxo

creepin' up! (prod. Mångata x SpookJamie)

luv! (prod. SpookJamie)

Lyrics: shawty wanna fuck told her hop in the ride

100 round drum put your soul to the sky

big ass choppa bet it make yo body fly

off a perc off a xan I can barely even stand

talking down way too heavy get you buried in the sand

nigga who I am i

bitch I'm the jugman

pull up on yo block and ill rob you for ya bands

Pull up on yo block and ill rob you for ya xans

smoking on this gas smelling like a wasteland

I be onna block posted like a kick stand

niggas turn they back when you need a helping hand

me and senseii onna track 

finna go and hit a lick

draco must do karate cuz it got a extra kick

I be cooking inna back posted with the chopstick

Fn&n with a scope and it came with a clip

30 round glock bet it make yo body flip

Ain't no talking outta turn so nigga stick to the script

imma pull rari looking like a spaceship

try to play me out my bag and I swear u getting hit

smoking on this fucking green smelling like a armpit

selling so much weed you'd think I'd have a permit

i poe a foe’, all in my cup, so I'm moving slow

he want wanna beef, he want some smoke, we got all the ammo

he wanna clown, he wanna cap, but he still a fan tho

he try to be, be just like me, but he know he can't tho

foolin'! (prod.kai)

go! ft. tatoxxos (prod.kaiser)

lurkin'! (prod.kemo)

cash! (prod. L I N C O L N)

riches! (prod. netxgear)

prodigy! (prod. khroam)

#gee's world! (prod alexxfoess)

legacy! (prod. sammyboy!)

nine! (prod. Yxng Jayy)

bands! (prod. AlexxFoess)

midnight! (prod. sickoterror)

rocket! (prod. mathiastyner)

LYRICS:
CHORUS: Beating it up bitch yeah I’m whipping the pot

Counting up bands bitch I’m counting a lot

You niggas cappin y’all cappin a lot

Serving these niggas I’m all on the block

Yeah I fill the dirty with pop

Yeah I put the rock in my sock

Yeah all of my bitches gone mop

Yeah all of these bodies gone drop

VERSE 1:
I’m in the kitchen I’m whipping and flipping

I’m beating the pots and the pans onna mission

I ball on you niggas i ball like a piston

2 9’s and a deuce Ian talkin addition

Dripped down on my neck you would think that I’m fishing

So much stars on my chain you would think that I’m wishing

Yeah, imma just count these rolls

Yeah, imma fuck all these hoes

Fuck dat imma stay ten toes

Fuck that imma up it and buss it

Don’t give a fuck let it go while in public

Scopes aiming up bitch we aim at ya nugget

12 came around but a nigga said fuck it

Sending these shots but you can’t try to duck it

30 on my wrist I just scored me a bucket

Glock in my jeans and im trying to tuck it

Choppa on me you would think that I’m Rambo

2 glockies on me i ain’t talking commando

Moving the weight fresh out of the bando

Touch down I run up on the end zone

Touch down I run up on them m’s hoe

I get to the money you been broke

New Beamer i parked up the benzo

I don’t give a fuck bout your kinfolk

Just know we ain’t bluffing 

Got couple shooters that ain’t with the tussling

Could’ve got to the bag but your fumbling

Could’ve shot at ya ass turned ya lil ass to nothing

Run through his block these bullets gone rip him

Run through his block these bullets gone chip him

Put him on a stretcher doctors tryna fix him

R.I.P nigga now everybody miss him

CHORUS: Beating it up bitch yeah I’m whippin the pot

Counting up bands bitch I’m counting a lot

You niggas cappin y’all cappin a lot

Serving these niggas I’m all on the block

Yeah I fill the dirty with pop

Yeah I put the rock in my sock

Yeah all of my bitches gone mop

Yeah all of these bodies gone drop

VERSE 2: Shout out my niggas, shout out my slime

Wiping yo nose and we doing the crime

Ice on my wrist but I dont know the time

Act out of line get hit with the 9

Fucking yo bitch cause she mighty fine

I do not skate but I’m on my grind

What is the word, what is the conversation

2 glocks with a beam what a combination

Niggas look at me like what is your occupation

Nigga ain’t really bout it, he just really faking

No we ain’t playing just know that we spraying

Bet I can flip a few stacks fore’ the day end

You want a feature just know that you paying

Shawty keep talking the fuck is you saying

Shh selling them packs for the low

Niggas see 12 then we gotta go

Trio my cups and I’m pouring the foe

Two pair of dice I hit four in a row

Off of the deuce so I’m moving slow

Counting the bands but I just need mo’

F&N on me it came wit a drum

Dis nigga a bitch i know he a bum

Jugmanxo bitch I came from the slums

He don’t want static I know he want nun

CHORUS: Beating it up bitch yeah I’m whippin the pot

Counting up bands bitch I’m counting a lot

You niggas cappin y’all cappin a lot

Serving these niggas I’m all on the block

Yeah I fill the dirty with pop

Yeah I put the rock in my sock

Yeah all of my bitches gone mop

Yeah all of these bodies gone drop x2

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