Juice
She be acting so different on juice
Out my mind but i'm fucking with you
Going solo still hang with the crew
Blowing up for this shit ima do
She like riding while she on the Yak
Blowing purple then hit from the back
I pull hair but I squeeze on that ass
Pussy wet cuz she feeling that jazz
I'm a king cause i'm speaking the fact
On a road while i'm rolling the gas
Hit my phone if you talking bout cash
If you don't then it's out with yo ass
Rubber band 30k per a stack
Blue faces money talk like a jack
Pussy tight so I gave it some slack
40 on me I prefer the big AK
Blaw Blaw put yo nigga' on blast
Spazz out cuz he ain't actin real fast
2 rounds but that nigga' ain't last
Big frown on yo bitch you sad
Break his ahh cause my niggas' on ass
110 M P H on the dash
Blue lights on my trail it's past
Fast cars make a bitch go
Fucking so good on molly
I just want the money
Ride low on a Rarri'
Take pics on the gram
Flex bands like i'm gnarly
I'm taking the ice
Ima shine like you saw me
6Ms for mansion
You thinking bout robbing
The dracos' on deck
Silly niggas' to die soon
Sharp ends on my fie
You dying from harpoon
You talking bout truths
I be lying for my goons
These choppas' be spraying
Paint niggas' like cartoons
I'm never a hater
Preparing for my doom
I catch you on sight
Turn it to a red room
Guess you callin' for the feds soon
She be acting so different on juice
Out my mind but i'm fucking w you
Going solo still hang w the crew
Blowing up for this shit ima do
She like riding while she on the Yak
Blowing purple then hit from the back
I pull hair but I squeeze on that ass
Pussy wet cuz she feeling that jazz
I got the juice
P I M P
Take no Ls
Double Us
You cannot see anything that I do
Everything silent
Still peeping my moves
You play with the mice
Not hanging w you
You rat ass lil peons
You ratting for views
You talking that shit
But still want in my crew
This a big nigga' game
You like Sherlock with no clue
Fucking on thots what I do
Wifing the hoes that's for you
Cashing the check what I do
Peep out the drip
You gon' know I got juice
Flex a band
She shake ass for a dude
Bless her soul
Cuz she know I was kinda rude
They don't care
So she still understood
Riding im hearing a tooley
I drop down the window
I'm flexing the uzi
I'm fucking a baddie
Not eating the coochie
I hit from the back
Gotta squeeze on the booty
I got the Juice the juice
The muhfuckin' juice
Out my mind but i'm fucking with you
Going solo still hang with the crew
Blowing up for this shit ima do
She like riding while she on the Yak
Blowing purple then hit from the back
I pull hair but I squeeze on that ass
Pussy wet cuz she feeling that jazz
I'm a king cause i'm speaking the fact
On a road while i'm rolling the gas
Hit my phone if you talking bout cash
If you don't then it's out with yo ass
Rubber band 30k per a stack
Blue faces money talk like a jack
Pussy tight so I gave it some slack
40 on me I prefer the big AK
Blaw Blaw put yo nigga' on blast
Spazz out cuz he ain't actin real fast
2 rounds but that nigga' ain't last
Big frown on yo bitch you sad
Break his ahh cause my niggas' on ass
110 M P H on the dash
Blue lights on my trail it's past
Fast cars make a bitch go
Fucking so good on molly
I just want the money
Ride low on a Rarri'
Take pics on the gram
Flex bands like i'm gnarly
I'm taking the ice
Ima shine like you saw me
6Ms for mansion
You thinking bout robbing
The dracos' on deck
Silly niggas' to die soon
Sharp ends on my fie
You dying from harpoon
You talking bout truths
I be lying for my goons
These choppas' be spraying
Paint niggas' like cartoons
I'm never a hater
Preparing for my doom
I catch you on sight
Turn it to a red room
Guess you callin' for the feds soon
She be acting so different on juice
Out my mind but i'm fucking w you
Going solo still hang w the crew
Blowing up for this shit ima do
She like riding while she on the Yak
Blowing purple then hit from the back
I pull hair but I squeeze on that ass
Pussy wet cuz she feeling that jazz
I got the juice
P I M P
Take no Ls
Double Us
You cannot see anything that I do
Everything silent
Still peeping my moves
You play with the mice
Not hanging w you
You rat ass lil peons
You ratting for views
You talking that shit
But still want in my crew
This a big nigga' game
You like Sherlock with no clue
Fucking on thots what I do
Wifing the hoes that's for you
Cashing the check what I do
Peep out the drip
You gon' know I got juice
Flex a band
She shake ass for a dude
Bless her soul
Cuz she know I was kinda rude
They don't care
So she still understood
Riding im hearing a tooley
I drop down the window
I'm flexing the uzi
I'm fucking a baddie
Not eating the coochie
I hit from the back
Gotta squeeze on the booty
I got the Juice the juice
The muhfuckin' juice
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Writer(s): Stravensky Similien
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