Juice Man

Quarter brick
Half a brick
WholeBrick
Aye
Don't slip
Don't trip
Go get
Paid
Listening to the words that my old head say
Got me getting to the bread like my old head days
First we cut the price
Double the potency
Fuck the market up
Word of mouth do the promotion
The money stalking us
The way I talk about it you would think I'm selling bricks
I'm a engineer making trap money off a mix
Check my wrist
Say it's time to make another couple 100
It's 6 O'clock
By 6:15 I done done it
You playing wasting time
You could get it if you want it
Anything you see is mine
I ain't ever been fronted
Niggas hustling for the wrong reasons
Tryna flex for these broads
Blew his profits, now he stressed at his job
Had a whole run for nothing
That depression hit hard
Blew the flip tryn' trick
You better off getting robbed
Dumb nigga

Yeah
Quarter pound
Half a pound
Whole pound
Okay
Time to run it up
They want me slow it down
No way
Bench rider talkin' like a coach
Fuck what yo say
Keep on saying what he would've did, like OJ
Barbershop legend ass nigga let it G-O
Hating on Mike but couldn't even be Tito
Life down the drain got him tryn' feed his ego
What's worse? A has been or a could've been? I don't even know
I just play the cut I don't bother nobody
They do a whole lot of stuff but they ain't smarter than Scotty
I Seen so many bags it's like I got a job in the lobby
And if I did it on my own, how are y'all finna stop me
Nigga please
I am not a man I'm a machine
To keep up with this shit gon' take a 20 man team
I got my hands dirty but the money all clean
You witnessing the greatest run the world ever seen
Fuck you mean



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Writer(s): Jamal Scott
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