Juggernaut (feat. C. Biz)

Bentayga in the parking lot

Those **** ain’t the full package

Those **** like half a box

Rick flair or my wrist bare

You wont catch me with carty (Cartier)

Watch,

You might see yardy shop

You might see me in a rari drop

Me and these **** are not the same,

White hoody by saint Lauren,

Hoody smell like a nail salon

But ain’t tryna take the nail varnish off,

In field little bo peep

Chances slim but the papes thicker

baptise the ute in the pot

 had 4 ladies as a baby sitter

Look

Pandemonium when we rolling in

Ammonia whipping or sodium

Brought a rolie off of opium

Babe your new **** down grade

My old joints say they’re missing me

G wagon G63

got a gargle on it like listerine.

C Biz Verse

Juggernaut, you can call me Mr jugg a lot,

On a mission tryna get the gwop

You can hit me for a half a box,

I fuck with **** that trap a lot

I fuck with **** that stack a lot

I know them **** that bark it off

Get you hit up for a half a box.

**** know in the streets I’m the truth

I might Bentley or i8 the coupe

I’m a fiend for the money the loot,

Fuck around spend a rack on my shoes

All my diamonds are wet like a pool

I’m so cold I might give you the flu

Got your bitch in the back of my coupe

On the weekend she loving the crew

I treat the trap like a bitch

I put the mix and I fuck up the bricks

Biz I go hard with the drip

Neck looking like A **** hit a lick

Bitch I drip no sponge ,

Rocks looking like I’m going to cunch

I tell the bitch if she front,

We ain’t fucking,

She ain’t getting no lunch

Moneda Juggernaut 2nd Verse

Run it up

Double R bitch no Cullinan

Don’t mix the dinners with money run,

I feel a vibe do a dummy run.

Baby I’m one in a million

I turned a runner to middle man

I been on obbo for 3 months

I Should use their pics for my Instagram

Lifestyle

Baguetti spaghetti might flood the watch

I Fuck her pull out like a pocket watch

I brought the Louis 3D pockets, **** can not help but pocket watch

I got the white girl the Romanov

Workers they working there bolocks off

Run thru the paper, it’s straight fax come like a bitch at an office job

I make my encro bang

I am a juggernaut I am a hulk

I can not trap off of hope God loves a trier the plug loves results

That could bitch could never be mine

But she lost her mind what I spent on a coat

Baby I’m outta ur range

you need a **** that drive an Evoque