Pussy nigga tried it, what he think? (Mm)
Walking round like he some type of solid, but he ain't (Mm)
See the shit I'm doing, try to copy but he can't
Almost got on top his shit
But he got sloppy and he sank
I'm a patched up general
Ain't got clout, bitch I got rank
Only take one nigga and himself, you tryna make cash
Out a nigga shit tryna crack his egg, I make em break fast
Ever did me dirty then I'm tryna hit a fella
Tell my dawg to just stay prayed up
And we gon win together
That's my brother, yeah we don't share blood
But we gonna sin together
Need it all, aggressive on the glass
I feel like Clint Cappella
Drop 57 on a nigga head like Julius Randle
Best believe that anything you face
Just know that you can handle
Niggas know me
I'm on my ten toes and stand on both feet
Say that Shad fake, it's no thing
Just know that shit a scandal
Take his bitch ass up top and slam him like a wrestler
If I think a bitch long term, Imma test her
Baby hold yo tongue (Mm)
And come hold this scale, uh
Dealing with a lot of shit, know if you can tell, uh
Head up in the sky, waiting on a package in the mail, uh
On a package in the mail
Like goddamn
Aye
Imma get that shit gone, okay
I know the plug love me
I might do twenty ball today
That's for the loyal custies
Way that nigga bless me everyday
I know the lord trust me (Way the, uh)
How you giving passes to a bitch that's acting up?
It ain't no trophies for no misbehaving
Get the money stuff it in a box
That been my mission statement
How the f*ck you shoot that bitch so fast?
I'm finna demonstrate it
She don't think that she should get cut off
I'm finna litigate her
She done burnt up all of my Lacoste
This hoe done lit a gator
Man, all these hoes got niggas
All these hoes just want attention
All these hoes just wanna post so they can yippie yay her
You'd think it was a stretch to say a nigga made ya
Remember we was top ten, but now a nigga strangers
Remember dawg that you was locked in with?
Now that nigga dangerous, aye
Split second, now the steel upped
Is you gon peel bruh?
Is you gon kill bruh that you done killed for?
Type of shit you gotta think about
Certain situations, ain't no talking, gotta bang it out
If that nigga dying on the floor, I gotta hang em out
Sirens in my ear, but that boy hearing angels singing out
Told the pussy nigga I let it slide
But Lord knows I'm not (Mm)
Aye pass me the rock
I'm finna pull this bitch from logo
Lord knows I'm hot
I done powered up on f*ck niggas like I'm Juggernaut
I can bet on one f*cking thing
Won't be another Shad
Yvngshad - Juggernaut Lyrics
Yvngshad - Juggernaut Lyrics
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Pussy nigga tried it, what he think? (Mm)
Walking round like he some type of solid, but he ain't (Mm)
See the shit I'm doing, try to copy but he can't
Almost got on top his shit
But he got sloppy and he sank
I'm a patched up general
Ain't got clout, bitch I got rank
Only take one nigga and himself, you tryna make cash
Out a nigga shit tryna crack his egg, I make em break fast
Ever did me dirty then I'm tryna hit a fella
Tell my dawg to just stay prayed up
And we gon win together
That's my brother, yeah we don't share blood
But we gonna sin together
Need it all, aggressive on the glass
I feel like Clint Cappella
Drop 57 on a nigga head like Julius Randle
Best believe that anything you face
Just know that you can handle
Niggas know me
I'm on my ten toes and stand on both feet
Say that Shad fake, it's no thing
Just know that shit a scandal
Take his bitch ass up top and slam him like a wrestler
If I think a bitch long term, Imma test her
Baby hold yo tongue (Mm)
And come hold this scale, uh
Dealing with a lot of shit, know if you can tell, uh
Head up in the sky, waiting on a package in the mail, uh
On a package in the mail
Like goddamn
Aye
Imma get that shit gone, okay
I know the plug love me
I might do twenty ball today
That's for the loyal custies
Way that nigga bless me everyday
I know the lord trust me (Way the, uh)
How you giving passes to a bitch that's acting up?
It ain't no trophies for no misbehaving
Get the money stuff it in a box
That been my mission statement
How the f*ck you shoot that bitch so fast?
I'm finna demonstrate it
She don't think that she should get cut off
I'm finna litigate her
She done burnt up all of my Lacoste
This hoe done lit a gator
Man, all these hoes got niggas
All these hoes just want attention
All these hoes just wanna post so they can yippie yay her
You'd think it was a stretch to say a nigga made ya
Remember we was top ten, but now a nigga strangers
Remember dawg that you was locked in with?
Now that nigga dangerous, aye
Split second, now the steel upped
Is you gon peel bruh?
Is you gon kill bruh that you done killed for?
Type of shit you gotta think about
Certain situations, ain't no talking, gotta bang it out
If that nigga dying on the floor, I gotta hang em out
Sirens in my ear, but that boy hearing angels singing out
Told the pussy nigga I let it slide
But Lord knows I'm not (Mm)
Aye pass me the rock
I'm finna pull this bitch from logo
Lord knows I'm hot
I done powered up on f*ck niggas like I'm Juggernaut
I can bet on one f*cking thing
Won't be another Shad
Walking round like he some type of solid, but he ain't (Mm)
See the shit I'm doing, try to copy but he can't
Almost got on top his shit
But he got sloppy and he sank
I'm a patched up general
Ain't got clout, bitch I got rank
Only take one nigga and himself, you tryna make cash
Out a nigga shit tryna crack his egg, I make em break fast
Ever did me dirty then I'm tryna hit a fella
Tell my dawg to just stay prayed up
And we gon win together
That's my brother, yeah we don't share blood
But we gonna sin together
Need it all, aggressive on the glass
I feel like Clint Cappella
Drop 57 on a nigga head like Julius Randle
Best believe that anything you face
Just know that you can handle
Niggas know me
I'm on my ten toes and stand on both feet
Say that Shad fake, it's no thing
Just know that shit a scandal
Take his bitch ass up top and slam him like a wrestler
If I think a bitch long term, Imma test her
Baby hold yo tongue (Mm)
And come hold this scale, uh
Dealing with a lot of shit, know if you can tell, uh
Head up in the sky, waiting on a package in the mail, uh
On a package in the mail
Like goddamn
Aye
Imma get that shit gone, okay
I know the plug love me
I might do twenty ball today
That's for the loyal custies
Way that nigga bless me everyday
I know the lord trust me (Way the, uh)
How you giving passes to a bitch that's acting up?
It ain't no trophies for no misbehaving
Get the money stuff it in a box
That been my mission statement
How the f*ck you shoot that bitch so fast?
I'm finna demonstrate it
She don't think that she should get cut off
I'm finna litigate her
She done burnt up all of my Lacoste
This hoe done lit a gator
Man, all these hoes got niggas
All these hoes just want attention
All these hoes just wanna post so they can yippie yay her
You'd think it was a stretch to say a nigga made ya
Remember we was top ten, but now a nigga strangers
Remember dawg that you was locked in with?
Now that nigga dangerous, aye
Split second, now the steel upped
Is you gon peel bruh?
Is you gon kill bruh that you done killed for?
Type of shit you gotta think about
Certain situations, ain't no talking, gotta bang it out
If that nigga dying on the floor, I gotta hang em out
Sirens in my ear, but that boy hearing angels singing out
Told the pussy nigga I let it slide
But Lord knows I'm not (Mm)
Aye pass me the rock
I'm finna pull this bitch from logo
Lord knows I'm hot
I done powered up on f*ck niggas like I'm Juggernaut
I can bet on one f*cking thing
Won't be another Shad
Writer: Roshad Reid
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