Minute Maid (feat. BabyBoy J)

Ha Jay go get it, yeah Aye man Chronic Cloud made the beat BabyBoy Jay on the beat, huh Balmainn on em Bitch I'm ballin' on em In the stu that Minute Maid it be my drink I drop a perc and mix it up now my shit pink I'm living life don't give a fuck bout what they think And if I move my niggas move yeah we in sync A hungry niggas it's a E up on my tank I swear we smoking on exotic this shit stank I'm on the road, I'm on my way up to the bank I made the call and we gone be there in a blink You lil slime chick Money feign shit Body bag this Wait till that check hit I'm making moves these niggas hating want to see me down I put in work for all this shit I got it out the ground I'm in the stu, I'm off the shits that shit don't fuck around We get that gas from out of state we buy it by the pound Yeah, let them know I'm in my zone If it ain't bout backends nigga please don't call my phone Dripping sauce like Ragu Diamonds too cold I got the flu Shawty acting brand new This custom made drip and it's new Spilled my dirty on you I fly too fast up in that coupe Want my pockets on blue I want that CC on my shoe In the stu that Minute Maid it be my drink I drop a perc and mix it up now my shit pink I'm living life don't give a fuck bout what they think And if I move my niggas move yeah we in sync A hungry niggas it's a E up on my tank I swear we smoking on exotic this shit stank I'm on the road, I'm on my way up to the bank I made the call and we gone be there in a blink Tell the people I fucked up another record I called the plug and he charge me for the extra I had to leave that hoe alone she too extra I kicked her out and now I'm calling up my back up Popped a perc in Minute Maid not the Sprite Bae let's keep it real ain't got to live up to the hype Two cellphones one for my side one for my wife Her pussy pink like Minute Maid and I eat it like a dyke In the stu that Minute Maid it be my drink I drop a perc and mix it up now my shit pink I'm living life don't give a fuck bout what they think And if I move my niggas move yeah we in sync A hungry niggas it's a E up on my tank I swear we smoking on exotic this shit stank I'm on the road, I'm on my way up to the bank I made the call and we gone be there in a blink Aye Jay this Slizzerd shit finna kill these niggas Bitch they ain't ready for this