Juggernaut song is sung by , , and . This song is penned by and composed by . This song was released on 25 Jun 2021.
Hey Miss Parker
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Somethin’ like (Uh-oh)
I just cut some fresh lemons, where’s the sugar?
Lemon in my ‘ade, lemon in my ears, call ’em boogers
Rather six feet ‘fore I’m ever seen with you ni**as (Hold up)
Yeah

What it is? It’s that ni**a T, skin look colored in (Woo)
Ridin’ in double-double R, that’s that Cullinan (Yeah)
Pullin’ in that four hundred gram, I just bought a disc (Yeah)
Switzerland, Lake Geneva where I spend my summer in (True story)
Golf le Fleur, that’s Gianno shoe, what I’m runnin’ in
Earlobe look like headlights on a new van (Gangsta Grillz)
I’m so motherf**kin’ dead-ass, I need some Timberlands (Woo)
I battle any man, Uzi Vert, don’t think they understand (Yeah, yeah)

Uh (Skrrt, cool), double C on my feet
Double G on my freak (Ooh), Louis V by my brick
She wan’ kick it with me, she better eat it then leave (Leave, whoa)
She try save ’bout the place but keep eatin’ my meat
We can’t see none of ’em, bro, she keep eatin’ my seeds (Woo)
Got a E and a B on the back of the CT
I’m done with the 12, got a V16 (Uh)
Say the money comin’ in, yeah, that’s true
The more money I get, I don’t wan’ sex you
Can’t think about the last time that I text you
It’s probably one Sidekicks out them belt loops
Sign my John Hancock on a bi**h every time I check you
Just like a brand new Lamb’, I wreck you, uh
So if this mind is yours (Woo, woo, woo)

It’s the double P, I rock double C
Man, I run them beats like you run in cleats
Man, come to me, you want somethin’ to see
This internally flawed, that’s a double Vs
What troubles me is you couple me
With these subtle fleas tryna double league
Hornet trapped in the hive of a motherf**kin’ bumblebee
They just got the closest picture of the f**kin’ sun surface, that was us
Got the LaFerrari, park that bi**h just for one purpose, catchin’ dust
My Secret Service carry mops, you call ’em street sweepers, back you up
Tat’ you up then add you up, then give you a cover like Adwoa
If the shit’s fake, I don’t respect it, it’s clickbait
And that’s distaste like a shit shake
What a difference your wrist make when it’s Richard-made
Hungry eyes tend to fixate like a empty stomach for a fish plate
Shit-faced, get this straight, this is truck wheels that grip tape