I blast through this industry

Like a young killer bee

Every memory made me stride with my energy

I told my dad he can calm down, just chill

Don't worry bout a thing, bout to make a mill

I'm still young but I seen a lot, did a lot

Jumpshot on the moon

Like a fucking astronaut

Yeah, that's how it goes

Fly with my bro's, in their own design clothes

(Still lit in this bitch)

Aw shit, that's how it is

People hate cause they bitch say "what's my miss"

But I can't see 'em

They on level one

I'm on level done, yeah I already won

I said already won, man I did it twice

Homies come and go but jungleboys there for life

One trap house turn it every night

Two sides of the city came together keep it thight

(oh damn, oh damn, oh damn)

Smash hits and classics

High hats and bassets

Soon gone like magics

So nice but tragic

So fresh o' so clean in that all new outfit

Let's get it, let's make it

I sing it, I mean it, I do it

For the poeple that stick around

I use my town like a playground, I put it down

Where we going up

Jungleboys on top

You can't make us stop

You can't make us come down

(you can't make us come down, you can't make us come down, you can't make us come down)

Jungleboys here we come through

Rolling dubes doing kung fu

Don't give a fuck about these dumb dudes

Don't wanna be rudes, stay humble

Ready to rumble, welcome to the jungle

Man I'm chillin

Me and my dogs in the building

And we kill it, do you feel it

Trynna make damn milli

You bitch is a silly

Now we finni get it

Always keep it real

Keep it one-hundred and fitty

And you know we going blonde

Just like a fetty

And you know I'm pretty

And yo bitch ready

Damn, she said I was hella jiggy

Must be the ganja the marihuana

The one they chop without the one gun

When I'm on the mic I make more noise than thunder

If you fuck with me you're going under

If you suck a good dick, you might get a number

You might get a number

You might get the tip

Yoy might get a cowgirl with a doggy stick

My crew with that true shit

Bells with that henny

Mags with the red eyes cause he smoking plenty

Man suing twenty meter girl like Bob Jenny

A hottie that's loyal and makes her own money

(My boo)

So gone, so cool

Jungleboys in this bitch, kung fu