Juice (feat. That Mexican OT)

Keep your distance, baby (Uh-huh)

I act sophisticated (Uh-huh)

My dope is kitchen made it (Uh-huh)

Stuff packs with tissue paper (Uh-huh)

I'ma leave, you don't have to date me (Date)

I can wear it with my eye, baby

At the top with a skyscraper (Hoo)

Mama hate it, but the trap made me

I'ma pour me a deuce (Deuce)

Rockin' cowboy boots (Boots)

I'm a Texas lil' ****

I'm standin' for Texas 'cause I got the juice (Yeah)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the, I got the, I got the

I got the juice, baby

We holdin' (Mhm)

We holdin' Minute Maid, sippin' Topica

Riskin' my life for what come through these speakers

Big-money Texas, Beaumont, pick a fee up

Hit Tyler, Texas, we choppin' a freak up

Too many snipers around me, don't creep up

Copped a new penthouse, need ID to beep up (Huh, beep)

G63 on the Jeep, she sip Quagen to sleep

This booth icy, that's who makin' the beat

With Koncept for the week

Splatt, oohwee

Sauce got the Kool-Aid squeeze

Ho, this ain't no soup

Rodeo, I got chickenheads out my coupe

We miss the Comets and Sheryl Swoopes

My bitch ballin'

Fours on the Maybach crawlin'

Think it's time to drive to New Orleans

Diamonds fallin'

Your girl wanna catch these Spaldings

Maybe that's why she callin'

What is y'all in?

Somethin' we don't even wanna see

What's an L7 to a P?

A leaf to a tree?

Big sauce drippin' on me

My college girl teach at PV, oohwee

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah, yeah), I got the juice, uh (Yeah, uh)

I got the, I got the, I got the (Yeah)

I got the juice, baby

Like the Kool-Aid Man, bitch, I got the juice

I'll pour up a five and chunk up a deuce

Don't hate on verse 'cause your crew too loose

On Hoover, I'll set it off like Boosie Boo

I just made 80K today

Ridin' horses with Bathing Apes

Fuck around, drop an eight today

I was leanin' and threw back a fadeaway

Pour a pint in the freezer, let it sit for a month

Forget about it, then I see it and I'm like, "Ayy, what up?"

"I miss you, I don't wanna kiss you," but I kiss her

Put it on my lips, girl, I'm cool with a teaser

Really a player, I'm cool with a diva

I fucked every baddie that's in Pasadena

I'm not bein' dramatic, they love a lil' beaner

They want some chorizo, not no weiner (Uh-huh)

Got the juice like Bishop, I'm malicious

Slappin' bitches, whippin' dishes, and fuckin' up kitchens (Uh-huh)

I'm pullin' missions in the trenches, countin' digits

Leave 'em in ditches for a deuce of Trissy (Uh-huh)

I'm purpler pissin' (Uh-huh), that drank got me dizzy

Don't think that I'm high, I'll still get busy and turn you to a sissy (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

I need my cup 'cause I know that bitch miss me

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the juice, baby (Yeah), I got the juice, uh (Uh)

I got the, I got the, I got the

I got the juice, baby