Stuck in The Jungle (Explicit) - French Montana/Pop Smoke/Lil Durk

Lyrics by：Karim Kharbouch

Composed by：Karim Kharbouch

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Lil Durk：

I'm up in traffic I ride with them guns you know

How we do every summer

Oh

Jump out the bed like f**k what it is you know

How I do for my brothers

Chiraq career they got me on papers I'm stuck in the zoo for the summer

Ain't talk to my dawg in a couple of months

Can somebody tell 'em I love 'em

F**kin' these h*es all over the world I never give groupies my number uh

Let's get it

Racing them Lamb' trucks fresh in the front and the back of the bumper yeah

Get 'em Xans up f**k off a Perky and take off the rubber uh

Put my hands up look at the face

And the Rollie baguette and the buss uh

I'm not A Boogie I keep on a hoodie a hoodie

She want CELINE I get it 'cause she got good p***y uh

You said they stole your chain you lied they took it uh

Amiris with the Dior Nikes

Pop Smoke/French Montana：

Through these Cartiers they cried Armani tears

If a n***a tried to play with my life

Oh hey with my life

So watch what you say 'cause n***a

I don't play any time o' the day it's on sight

Oh grrt on sight

I looked the judge in the face told him "I don't know a thing

I don't know a thing

I wasn't there that night"

They said I had a AK in a 'Rari

And I just caught a body I'm like "n***a that's a lie"

French Montana：

Armed and dangerous sucker a*s n***as can't bang with us

Angel dust south bond streets they label us notorious can't be touched

Back of the block yeah it was hell yeah serving the abundance

Lawyers and opps yeah judge by twelve and six feet under

One time for Chinx one time for Max you know I'm puttin' you under

Why am I still here

What is the mission

You know I sit here and wonder

Haven't speak to my dawgs in a couple of months

Can somebody tell 'em I love 'em

N.Y. crib duckin' the feds stuck in the zoo for the summer

One time for Big one time for Pun welcome to the city of God

You know the store ride in the 'Rari only way get out of dark

Play like the majors

Life for the rich and the famous

That's why she's sucking me off like I come in different flavors

I'm not Tech N9ne gotta take nine shooters with me yellow Celine

Pop on the hook you're out of your mind go tell 'em rewind baow

Pop Smoke/French Montana：

Through these Cartiers they cried Armani tears

If a n***a tried to play with my life

Oh hey with my life

So watch what you say 'cause n***a

I don't play any time o' the day it's on sight

Oh on sight grrt

I looked the judge in the face told him "I don't know a thing

I wasn't there that night"

They said I had a AK in a 'Rari

And I just caught a body I'm like "n***a that's a lie"

Coke Boy baby

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