​juug sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
I- I- I love you
Ha, ha, ha
Turn me up

[Chorus]
Helmut Lang, up on my clothes (Brr, yeah)
12 ask questions, I could never fold (Fold)
Louis Vuitton on my b*tch toes (Toes)
We four deep riding with five poles (Ha)
Who are you? Nobody knows (Ha)
I walk in the function taking all the hoes (Hi)
I walk in the store I'm taking all the clothes (Clothes)
I'm jugging sh*t, kicking sh*t with my bros
Bullets hit, now I'm sitting on the floor (Yeah)
He want a feature I might do it for the low (Low)
Red in my cup now I'm finna pour (Yeah)
Get no money boy your ass is poor (Ha)

[Verse]
Fly in the air like a damn crow (Brr)
I shoot a Glock like 2K bro (Yeah)
Wake up, make 2K though (Yeah)
I'm shooting sh*t at his toupée though (Ha)
They hatе me cause I'm too paid bro (Yeah)
Okaymar, you know I'm touching that bag
Whitе b*tch say I'm so rad
If it's your b*tch then I'm breaking back
Beat turned off, bro bring that back (What the f*ck)
Yeah, yeah
Ha, ha
Yeah, ha
Turn me up
[Chorus]
Helmut Lang, up on my clothes (Brr, yeah)
12 ask questions, I could never fold (Fold)
Louis Vuitton on my b*tch toes (Toes)
We four deep riding with five poles (Ha)
Who are you? Nobody knows (Ha)
I walk in the function taking all the hoes (Hi)
I walk in the store I'm taking all the clothes (Clothes)
I'm jugging sh*t, kicking sh*t with my bros
Bullets hit, now I'm sitting on the floor (Yeah)
He want a feature I might do it for the low (Low)
Red in my cup now I'm finna pour (Yeah)
Get no money boy your ass is poor (Ha)