Lyrics:
face, never need a skee taste
Knockin off codeine by the case
[Hook: Big Moe and Z-Ro]
Rolls wheels and get rolled over, south side soldiers
We da shit
awesome
Like R. Kraft when he got some
FREE MASSAGE
I got the juice, for the cooch, got to keep it large, Marge
Fully in-charge
I made these lines just
da game
2 one mother f'er dwizzle sippin on da sizzle
And dat's fo' sizzle
Fo times for da riddles
You we is bar
Everywhere we go u noe who us are
You
dem on
got my hoodie
My vest dem on
Chopper round me it's war
If u try me then nigga it's war
Niggas round me is tough barely by looks my niggas enough
When I first stepped on the scene, niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical,
When I first stepped on the scene, niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like
When I first stepped on the scene, niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical,
When I first stepped on the scene, niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
By nature we get naughty
Want 100% of your twelve play
Confessions, you're gettin' in my way
Can you stand the rain like Bobby
Who gon' keep
wanna pick and choose
Who you wanna fuck with
Stop playing wit me
Tell me what's its gone be
Told you I wanna fuck with you
But you told me keep it low
little glick who grant every wish
'Cause in reality, YOUR DONE!
I got dawgs, that will bark with that sparky
Driving cars that got push start don't need no
Slapped with fake charges and questioned
We’re here to live, we forget it
So all my kid beef got deaded i got no time
For who said it
Drive-by with TECs
they wanna see me
Burst in flames, get washed away by waves
But I ain't going nowhere the world's my stage
Ugh
I'm grown up but still got childish
then that's not where I'm at
Who fuck it don't go there
Running yo mouth get you nowhere
Can't come to my house cause yo hoe there
Sneaky link got me
feeling the loss, of even caring about what this is
Can't decide what you want, to stand up to you
I'm the one, independent but I still got the ones
Who
The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion
She's guarded by the skinny guy who limps from some infection
Behind a veil of bleached thin hair
on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bit in the pen
You got that? Getting your
alright (somewhere in the world there's a girl that's studying for exams)
That's when you remember who you are are
(Trill got that juice, nigga)
All dese niggas tryna hit my line like when dafuq you rap
Ion kno nigga when dafuq is you gon flip dat pack
You talkin like you got it but I kno mane
special
I told my mudda dis time I ain't gettin' tempted by da devil
On a level I don't really wanna have to pop off my toolie
Unu pickeny need beatin' dem
Since I got the juice
(yeah) , with my soldiers
We some fucking troops (yeah)
Glock stay in the booth (Glock)
Drank promethazine by the deuce (by the)
and tired (Sick of who?)
The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' that they got one of 'em
It was a drug
Yeah, found my way yeah I found the truth
Tryna spit like my name Juice World and I'm on Fire In The Booth
Tryna show that I'm the toughest out
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