Juice Box

Why me, why me?
Trynna get inside without proper ID
It ain't like I'm here with no bitches, 5 deep
By the time I leave i'ma go Ali
I ain't on religion but don't fuck with my chi
I'ma bring that kitchen to wherever I be
High heat, lips get small, Kylie
I know how this works like I work in I.T
Pinky in the wind while I'm sippin' my tea
Once I grip the pen everything is mighty
Cover up ya chin don't care who ya might be
Cuz the way I'm coming in like Mariah, high key
Kev got the Juice like a box, Hi-C
Good Morning, chewing on the locks, Styles P
Pep in my step, homecoming rally
Bout to sign a deal, so fuck ya 'probly
Aaaaa, may B, we'll C
Haters take offense like I'm out here playing D
Tank was on E, got F's, I'm G's
Now i'm redlining papers worth a couple hunned G's
Jeez



Credits
Writer(s): Kev Decor
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