I Got the Juice

Rather eat crumbs with bums 'fore I split my steak with you snake ass ****

I rather stay down with my day ones 'fore I come around you fake ass ****

I rather have a broke real bitch 'fore I ever deal with y'all fake ass bitches

And I ain't with the flooding on the 'Gram, I don't really fuck with you, don't take my picture ****

Posted on the corner with a 40 on my hip, Godzilla

We was getting to it when they hit my **** Dean, that's when shit got realer

I was on the Southside, really outside, got guns, got killers

Started from the bottom of the bottom, now it's bottles popping in the sky villa

Catch a body, be about it

I'm from where you couldn't talk, you ain't be about it

I ain't really with the talkin', let's be G about it

When we catch you **** slipping, we gon' see about it

And these **** get to talking like they know me

Finna turn me to the old me

Should've listened to my momma when she told me

Now these bitches throwing pussy 'cause they owe me

I got the juice, ****, I got the juice

****, I got the juice when I hop out the coupe

When I hop out the coupe

Real ****, I'ma salute

'Cause I got the juice, I got the juice

****, I got the juice, she popping pussy

Like I'm Uncle Luke

'Cause I got the juice

Counting million dollars, gon' fuck something

Put an eight up in my Phantom, I don't want none

**** looking, I don't tuck nothing

My **** Ernie got thirty, trying to slump something

I make the call to Arizona and the truck coming

Yeah, Papi, come dump somethin'

Bust them up, we don't tuck nothing

Take a bird to the table, we don't front nothing

I'm a north **** at the end of the day

Gun butt a **** with the end of the K

Kick you in your ass and send you away

Don't come around here like your **** are safe

'Cause all my hittas going brrrt, stick 'em

Fuck if you with 'em

It's money and murder if you fuck with my ****

You come to my city, I fucked all them bitches

I fucked all them bitches 'cause

I got the juice, **** I got the juice

****, I got the juice when I hop out the coupe

When I hop out the coupe

Real **** I'ma salute

'Cause I got the juice, I got the juice

****, I got the juice, she popping pussy

Like I'm Uncle Luke

'Cause I got the juice

All she ever wanted was a trap ****

Every time you ever saw me, I was strapped, ****

Getting blunted in the back, ****

No, this ain't a 550, this a Bach, ****

**** prolly spend your car money on that Act', ****

Couple bands, 5 racks ****

You call it beefin' when you '@' ****

We call it beefin' when we clap ****

I got the juice, ****, I got the juice

****, I got the juice when I hop out the coupe

When I hop out the coupe

Real ****, I'mma salute

'Cause I got the juice, I got the juice

****, I got the juice

Load up the chopper, screaming R.I.P. Snupe

'Bout to pop out the roof 'cause I got the juice