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๐Ÿ‘ค Kilo Jugg โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Destiny: Vol. 1 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:43
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โฑ๏ธ 3:43 duration
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I can see you fake man, it's bait
I got lots of cakes, why you hate?
Look what's on my plate, fish fillet
I got white girl, Mary Kate
I'm gonna make it baby, just wait, be patient
Smellin' of cookie fragrance
Versace my fragrance
She doesn't talk to police and she don't do statements
That's why she juggin' with me, I just say baby

Ride for me, are you on that?
Slide for me, are you on that?
You know what I'm on, are you on that?
Trap phone kick like Ong-Bak
Cali my loud, it's strong pack
Give me the pounds, I want that
Bad little B imma dig her like D
Then I chop that and lock that
Look, I was in the T just scratchin' my head
Like how did I end up here?
That was back then
Now I send boys up with the gear
My runner ain't got no fear
And he ain't gonna leave till the grub gets cleared
Still push weight like muscle
I should've been wham last year
In the kitchen cooking pies like it's bake off
Water whippin' up a pie, that's a straight drop
Please don't ask me bout the price on the flake box
Bitch I'm fly, I'm with NASA watch me take off
Then times they would curve me but I'm calm I'm fine
Cuz I'm on my come up now look at my drip and look at your life
I call that karma
I get the trees from far now
Bro got a pocket rocket for a monkey, goin' bananas

I can see you fake man, it's bait
I got lots of cakes, why you hate?
Look what's on my plate, fish fillet
I got white girl, Mary Kate
I'm gonna make it baby, just wait, be patient
Smellin' of cookie fragrance
Versace my fragrance
She doesn't talk to police and she don't do statements
That's why she juggin' with me, I just say baby

Holdin' sticks, are you on it?
M-way trips, are you on it?
The Fendi kicks, do you want it?
You can have it all, just promise me
You'll never turn on me, B
Bitch, I'm a pirate so I'm lying obviously
It's obvious
Still on the run from officers
Me and my bros are the warriors
I got some grams, don't care about followers
I don't go town cuz that's where the obbo is
You're just oblivious
I got some white, it's serious
I'm in the T with Ferb and Phineas
Roll up an elly, the Cali is smelly
Gelato 41, I call it jelly
I was in rage when roger got bands
We come like Ed, Edd and Eddy
I'm in the trap like a mouse, Jerry
Need me a Halle Berry
We can get scary
Huncho, that's Jase and Kilo, I'm Freddie
Freddie and Jason
I want it now, I'm impatient
Tired of waiting
I got the ye all done up in the basement
Let me get back to the basics
Jakes on my back, we racin'
Truth on the mic, they rate it
I'm getting rid of the white like racist

I can see you fake man, it's bait
I got lots of cakes, why you hate?
Look what's on my plate, fish fillet
I got white girl, Mary Kate
I'm gonna make it baby, just wait, be patient
Smellin' of cookie fragrance
Versace my fragrance
She doesn't talk to police and she don't do statements
That's why she juggin' with me, I just say baby

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