No Juice
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Put me on and turn it up ill make your head blow
the game been waitin to be killed like its on death row
I'm tryna steer my bruddas right some went left through
But im still pickin up the phone i never left bro
Same number from when i was on the motorola
Same bruddas i was next to in the baby stroller
Same g's bringin more drink over
We on that same hangover
Wake up and we do it over like
Who the man? Its me like damn,
Is that your girl in DM tryna slide on the gram
Try a snide on her man,
I see her in a pic the other day, all in the back tryna hide from the cam
Coz she lied to you man
I cant lie now the squads back its like these chicks are gettin tired of your gang
They remind me of stan
Front to back ram
When the squads on thats why they hired me man
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Tall, Dark yeh that's marce
Handsome fella, used to be a doctor
Arteta the way I take charge
When my gang come thru you know we stunt
Like
Bruddas getting mad paper
Remembering the days we never had paper
Dem times nah I couldn't be a hater
Dem boy are sheep I'm and inavator
We set it off like detonators
In the club we hang tough like gladiators
Two shots up, no juice in my cup
But I don't give a fuck it's a celebration
We get lit up in the dance
Then touch yard in a chauffeured e class
Some might call me a reality star
In reality I ain't bad at these bars
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Put me on and turn it up ill make your head blow
the game been waitin to be killed like its on death row
I'm tryna steer my bruddas right some went left through
But im still pickin up the phone i never left bro
Same number from when i was on the motorola
Same bruddas i was next to in the baby stroller
Same g's bringin more drink over
We on that same hangover
Wake up and we do it over like
Who the man? Its me like damn,
Is that your girl in DM tryna slide on the gram
Try a snide on her man,
I see her in a pic the other day, all in the back tryna hide from the cam
Coz she lied to you man
I cant lie now the squads back its like these chicks are gettin tired of your gang
They remind me of stan
Front to back ram
When the squads on thats why they hired me man
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Tall, Dark yeh that's marce
Handsome fella, used to be a doctor
Arteta the way I take charge
When my gang come thru you know we stunt
Like
Bruddas getting mad paper
Remembering the days we never had paper
Dem times nah I couldn't be a hater
Dem boy are sheep I'm and inavator
We set it off like detonators
In the club we hang tough like gladiators
Two shots up, no juice in my cup
But I don't give a fuck it's a celebration
We get lit up in the dance
Then touch yard in a chauffeured e class
Some might call me a reality star
In reality I ain't bad at these bars
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Watch me
Pour up the ting and get loose
With the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Said they came with us but they dont know me
Is your name on the guest we need proof
I got the gang and a couple of bags on me
Double shot of the ting with no juice
Get loose
Credits
Writer(s): Marcel Somerville, Chris Mckeckney
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