JUICE

[Intro]
I can’t, woah aye
I can’t, woah
I can’t, aye

[Chorus]
I can’t think when I’m sippin’ on this juice
I be with my niggas, turn me up and let’s get loose
Treat 'em like a Twix cause all my bitches come in two's
We was on an Island, yeah that’s real expensive views

[Post Chorus]
Boutta pop out with the gang it’s up, it’s stuck
I’m breaking a sweat cause’ I run it
Doing whatever I want, I don’t give a fuck
I had to turn nothing to something
I’m always playing for keeps
I’m wearing red bottoms, they already know how I'm bummin’
I’m in the back of the bach, I can’t tell a lie
Yung Solly J never be frontin’

[Verse]
I remеmber I was kicking doors in this bitch
I’m not from the six I got my woes in this bitch
Ovеrseas with models I got hoes in this bitch
Bring more bottles know we getting poured in this bitch
I don’t fuck with opps that’s on my soul, I had to get 'em gone
Sippin' slow so Ima pour my feelings in this styrofoam
Hopped up off the porch I told my momma I ain't coming home
Kick it with your bitch I got 'em mad because she give me dome
All about my money on my grind I told them leave me lone
She gon pop it for me it’s On Sight just like my other song
I be out the way I keep it low just like a Baritone
Ima level up bitch I'm a boss I feel like Diddy Combs
Ima be flying to Paris, money is what Ima cherish
All of these niggas embarrassed, they copying me like a parrot
Was just having sex on the terrace
No rabbit got all of these carrots
That bitch is a rat like a ferret
This money is what Ima marriage
Niggas always sleeping on the kid
So Ima tuck 'em in
Rolling deep Mercedes sprinter van is what I'm leaving in
In a couple years bitch you gon see me in that Cullanin
Gucci on my feet and Moncler jacket what I'm stuntin' in
Ima stroke it twice like Tiger Woods I got a mulligan
Niggas got me mad I’m seeing red like a Republican
Bitches love the swag they looking at me when I’m coming in
Bet against the kid I bet they never do that shit again

[Chorus]
I can’t think when I’m sippin’ on this juice
I be with my niggas, turn me up and let’s get loose
Treat 'em like a Twix cause all my bitches come in two's
We was on an Island yeah that’s real expensive views

[Post Chorus]
Boutta pop out with the gang it’s up, it’s stuck
I’m breaking a sweat cause’ I run it
Doing whatever I want, I don’t give a fuck
I had to turn nothing to something
I’m always playing for keeps
I’m wearing red bottoms, they already know how I'm bummin’
I’m in the back of the bach, I can’t tell a lie
Yung Solly J never be frontin’