Started trapping, I'm a youngin, there's no other option
Face to bait, I can't go work a 9-5, that's nonsense
How they tryna give advice, but they ain't seen our problems
So that's why I'm steady jugging, tryna get the job done
Juggin on the main roads, know we dodging all the askar
Broski got it under his Kameez to turn a nigga pasta
After Jummah on the strip with trappers and the scammers
They love to hang with couple lames, we call them niggas actors
Yo, I'm jugging, doing everything your not
And my broski in the bando, steady whipping up the pot
He in the T
You don't know the risk we took to get this guap
I ain't givin' this to no one, I can't lack, that's why I got it on me
Tripping i'm trapping, I'm in the back roads and I'm servin
If a nigga lay a finger on my darg, I'm purging
Used to need them niggas around me, now the bridge burnin
In love with the bankrolls, the bankrolls, I'm searchin
Searching, yeah, yeah, I'm searching for that money
I had no bands, yeah, yeah, and they thought it's funny
And I needed them, yeah, yeah, they ain't keep it hunnid
I'm my own man, yeah, yeah, take over the country
Jugging and flipping these O's
Bitches, we sending them home
We still sending youngers O
Money anywhere I go
Outside like I don't have a home, hittin' niggas in they domes
Slap a nigga, watch your tone, bitty she bad to the bone
I'm bugging, bugging, mixing, sprite with makatussin
I feel it running, this lean, get my body pumpin
They run and duckin' when they see my niggas jumping
I'm coolin' cause I got the pole, ima up it
I'm cooling cause I got the pole, they know me, ima up it
Cruising in a ding dong, on the strip and we lookin' for something
Breakin' down these kilos in the T, know what the shots be lovin
You ain't gonna take no tick from me, my bro, you must be buggin
My nigga's stuck up in xabsi, I hope he coming home
Around me my akhi's are tapped they quick to take away your phone
We get the food off Pakistanis
Shot it to the ones we know
If you ain't verified, you can't come by to try and cop a O
You must be buzzin, call my Mali nigga and it's up
My Bengali ting keep belling me tell me she's had enough
My Afghani nigga up in the T, you know him whipping up
And all my Tamils get it popping, really go and run it up
London City but I'm that boy up in manny
I got lines on me nigga, music really just the plan B
I came up from broken homes and they won't ever understand me
So I crack the seal and pour me up, that lean coming in handy
NsLux - Makatussin Lyrics
NsLux - Makatussin Lyrics
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Started trapping, I'm a youngin, there's no other option
Face to bait, I can't go work a 9-5, that's nonsense
How they tryna give advice, but they ain't seen our problems
So that's why I'm steady jugging, tryna get the job done
Juggin on the main roads, know we dodging all the askar
Broski got it under his Kameez to turn a nigga pasta
After Jummah on the strip with trappers and the scammers
They love to hang with couple lames, we call them niggas actors
Yo, I'm jugging, doing everything your not
And my broski in the bando, steady whipping up the pot
He in the T
You don't know the risk we took to get this guap
I ain't givin' this to no one, I can't lack, that's why I got it on me
Tripping i'm trapping, I'm in the back roads and I'm servin
If a nigga lay a finger on my darg, I'm purging
Used to need them niggas around me, now the bridge burnin
In love with the bankrolls, the bankrolls, I'm searchin
Searching, yeah, yeah, I'm searching for that money
I had no bands, yeah, yeah, and they thought it's funny
And I needed them, yeah, yeah, they ain't keep it hunnid
I'm my own man, yeah, yeah, take over the country
Jugging and flipping these O's
Bitches, we sending them home
We still sending youngers O
Money anywhere I go
Outside like I don't have a home, hittin' niggas in they domes
Slap a nigga, watch your tone, bitty she bad to the bone
I'm bugging, bugging, mixing, sprite with makatussin
I feel it running, this lean, get my body pumpin
They run and duckin' when they see my niggas jumping
I'm coolin' cause I got the pole, ima up it
I'm cooling cause I got the pole, they know me, ima up it
Cruising in a ding dong, on the strip and we lookin' for something
Breakin' down these kilos in the T, know what the shots be lovin
You ain't gonna take no tick from me, my bro, you must be buggin
My nigga's stuck up in xabsi, I hope he coming home
Around me my akhi's are tapped they quick to take away your phone
We get the food off Pakistanis
Shot it to the ones we know
If you ain't verified, you can't come by to try and cop a O
You must be buzzin, call my Mali nigga and it's up
My Bengali ting keep belling me tell me she's had enough
My Afghani nigga up in the T, you know him whipping up
And all my Tamils get it popping, really go and run it up
London City but I'm that boy up in manny
I got lines on me nigga, music really just the plan B
I came up from broken homes and they won't ever understand me
So I crack the seal and pour me up, that lean coming in handy
Face to bait, I can't go work a 9-5, that's nonsense
How they tryna give advice, but they ain't seen our problems
So that's why I'm steady jugging, tryna get the job done
Juggin on the main roads, know we dodging all the askar
Broski got it under his Kameez to turn a nigga pasta
After Jummah on the strip with trappers and the scammers
They love to hang with couple lames, we call them niggas actors
Yo, I'm jugging, doing everything your not
And my broski in the bando, steady whipping up the pot
He in the T
You don't know the risk we took to get this guap
I ain't givin' this to no one, I can't lack, that's why I got it on me
Tripping i'm trapping, I'm in the back roads and I'm servin
If a nigga lay a finger on my darg, I'm purging
Used to need them niggas around me, now the bridge burnin
In love with the bankrolls, the bankrolls, I'm searchin
Searching, yeah, yeah, I'm searching for that money
I had no bands, yeah, yeah, and they thought it's funny
And I needed them, yeah, yeah, they ain't keep it hunnid
I'm my own man, yeah, yeah, take over the country
Jugging and flipping these O's
Bitches, we sending them home
We still sending youngers O
Money anywhere I go
Outside like I don't have a home, hittin' niggas in they domes
Slap a nigga, watch your tone, bitty she bad to the bone
I'm bugging, bugging, mixing, sprite with makatussin
I feel it running, this lean, get my body pumpin
They run and duckin' when they see my niggas jumping
I'm coolin' cause I got the pole, ima up it
I'm cooling cause I got the pole, they know me, ima up it
Cruising in a ding dong, on the strip and we lookin' for something
Breakin' down these kilos in the T, know what the shots be lovin
You ain't gonna take no tick from me, my bro, you must be buggin
My nigga's stuck up in xabsi, I hope he coming home
Around me my akhi's are tapped they quick to take away your phone
We get the food off Pakistanis
Shot it to the ones we know
If you ain't verified, you can't come by to try and cop a O
You must be buzzin, call my Mali nigga and it's up
My Bengali ting keep belling me tell me she's had enough
My Afghani nigga up in the T, you know him whipping up
And all my Tamils get it popping, really go and run it up
London City but I'm that boy up in manny
I got lines on me nigga, music really just the plan B
I came up from broken homes and they won't ever understand me
So I crack the seal and pour me up, that lean coming in handy
Writer: Ns Lux
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