Juggin15 - SumMer Lyrics

I told my gang that I'm tryin', I told my gang we gon' make it
Bad bitches throwin' ass, I'm on the come up, just face it
Youngin' with that cash, I said, whoa Youngin' with that cash, got that flow, yeah
Run up on me, chop, finna blow, yeah Run up on me, snub nose, eat your throat, yeah

The way that I'm flowin' so heavily don't tweak i a sting like a bumblebee
Told lil' bitch gon' remember me, told lil' bitch gon' remember me
I do this shit for my mama, I do this shit for my brother
Toteing on, that Glock you know it protect me like a rubber, yeah

And that chopper finna blast yeah Playin' with my money, end up on your f*ckin' back, uh, yeah, yeah
I just wanna f*ckin' check and get up on the road, yeah
I just wanna get check and stretch the f*ckin' bows
Money comin' in, I'ma need a counter She ain't get nun so I guess she f*ckin' poutin, woah

Cry me a river, needed your warmth you left me to shiver
I'ma be bigger, I get racks, and I stack that cheese, no
6ix9ine, when you run up on me, I'ma hit you with that, big blower
On me, bitch, you know I be totein for free

Run up on me, you can get hit when I'm clutchin' this heat, yeah
I get a bag and I count it, I get a bag and I'm gone