Juice!

Oh my god, fuck sir abe

I go insane I'm off the molly
I see a brick i flip it like an ollie
I'm getting bigger i might cop
A 'Rari
Taking over, don't like it then im sorry
I'm gettin' bands all day
Sippin' lean I fade away
Codeine it save the day
Might kill me i fly away

I was wrong
You was right
Sippin' lean now
Dirty sprite
Smoke on 'za
Cough cough
I'm so high
Sir abe lean crash
Say goodbye

Put the wok in the juice, yeah yeah
I'll be talking to juice
We be playing with tools, gra gra
I just can't ever lose
If he fuckin' with me, bye bye
He for sure lose a tooth
Sip a pint of the lean, ha ha
I call that purple soup
I know that yo' bitch a fan of me
Niggas be talkin' but they cannot handle me
Choppa stutter, it's not winning the spelling be
Like no other, and what i am they'll never be
Wait, hol' up, switching the flow up
I'm sipping codeine yeah i just might throw up
We dropped the addy but you did not show up
We shot 3 down, so we pour 4's up

I was wrong
You was right
Sippin' lean now
Dirty sprite
Smoke on 'za
Cough cough
I'm so high
Sir abe lean crash
Say goodbye

I pour 4's up
I pour 4's up (pourin' lean now, dirty spirte)
I might throw up
I got the codeine on, uh
I was wrong
You was right
Sippin lean now
Dirty Sprite
Yeah, uh, Ok
Sky



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Writer(s): Ibrahim Elbalola
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