Juggin Jah - I Be Flexin lyrics

Juggin Jah I be flexing Cuz don't go no where with out his weapon. Dirty jerz in this b**h, get the stepping Ain't wanna cook him, he shouldna test us I took his b**h then I was flexing. Flexing I took all they money, I finessed em Bro don't go no where with out his weapon Dirty jers, but when you saw, freshness All day getting to money, you never bussed a trap, you ain't never saw a chipper You chasing these b**hes, broke n***a you needa to get to a dollar Dolce and gabbanna, 1 Gucci belt, so how ta fuc you stay in designer My n***as call me hands, cus they count on me, so they know that I got em These n***as ain't same as me, they not equivalent. to this real n***a that milletant I been stuntin, like herb bibby k**ing sh** Like Doritos lays, I been stacking the chips I be flexing on em when I pull up Double cup in my hand, b**h pour up Roll down the windows smoky, loud only, we was cookin I hop out the wheel, hop in a mansion, or pop in the field You not a shooter, you not foreal. Silver or gold, not stainless steel Bro in the streets till I get us deal, I'm always gone eat, I fuc up the meal Free them real n***as, hope they get that appeal. Free them real n***as, hope they get that appeal