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to the stars
Off gelato
Ladies bring your friends
You'll be meeting my apostles
Devils in the night but they angels by tomorrow
Imma just swoop
Little something

Drink the juice by the liter
Uhn huh
Uhn huh
And my bible she eater
She gone take a soul
All that hating I don't need them
So just leave me alone

hold piece then squeeze the thing
Arms flailing like they do the wop
Everybody running helther skelter like ruck and rock

Verse 2
Gin and juice I got it

Drink the juice by the liter
Oh my God
Oh my God
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea , yea, yea yea yea yea
Step
Step
Step
Step
Step
Step
Step
Step
When I step I

Impressed 
By the talk  


I ain’t talking no-more 
I ain’t talking no-more 

They say the quiet ones 
Get through the course 

    I’m Finna ride this 
Shit

Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)

I see no evil. Money the root
But I got a thing for forbidden fruit
Yeah I got a thing for forbidden fruit
Yeah

This feel like the sequel to juice after bishop fell off the roof the backdrop of my youth felonies over soul loops thru the speakers Of coupes

stretching genres
That's a mouthful
Ask ya girl about me
I could bet that this just
Wouldn't be a world without me
Hell would rise
And the devil would just

down my face at night 
Ima knight with a black girl by my side 
When it come to eating all you girls 
I right 
Love the drip 
Juice down to my face 
Drip

light up the night time
Stomp that gas we go, go
Vibing by my lone
Load up the truck
Spin on the block
My guys patrol like the po-po
Walk in the spot

is fucking ape food
Biscuit to ya melon make ya blood look like grape juice
Niggas is animals banana clips I handles
Bars I rip I'm sick hock before I

ain't with all that extra
They know Juice is next up
Smelling real good when I dress up
Break up the kush then roll it up
In the foreign car going fast

reason to just breathe.

Write my songs with a wish 
if i die would you stick by myside 
like my twin through 
thick and thin. 
my devil my jin 
my

Verse 1
Sipping the juice, spark up the good til you hitting the roof/ Chill with your crew, whatever it is that you do to get loose/ What is your

Looking forward to the glutes that groove, 
When the caboose cuts loose, apple bottom jeans 
making apple juice for the south Bay goose with gangsta lean
I

know
I cannot cry, my eyes melted dry now
So sly now
Stepping on your, dreams
Blinding by the, beams
Vacant from a peace of mind
Never signed, never

I misplaced my invitation to the party a while ago,
Not in the mood to drive but ima gas if her mileage low,
I'm chugging the devils juice,
Im

don't even show
Can't tell by my face no more
Told myself I had to grow
Up
But now it go down
Yeah now it go down
Yeah now it go down
Yeah now it go down

out my, stop it
Scummy niggas creeping right by my side
Boosted up on some shit unprescribed
Live alone til' the devil need I
Drunk alone how a nigga

was vibing
Like the fuck happen when you wasn't by my side and
Did you really let them other niggas slide in
Wasn't overthinking knew this bitch was

I'm walking by
Ain't no squad it's just the God in eye
Taking part up in this Mini mart
Let's see who peels apart
And let me juice her thigh
Ha
Henny

look like a painting by Van Gough
I put together my own life
It never panned off
Beat the shit out of energy vampires
But they ran off
They wanted

I been chillin' on another level
Way too high for the devil
Let em change I wont eva
I came through lookin' hella
Embezzled
Tryna make my mind shine

joy better come to me quick
It's in the far side
Guard my love with the strength
Of any guard by blocking what is rushing to hit from any yard line
I