Juice / Ozzy O Lyrics

Went copped me some Grey Goose

Yo I got juice like Tupac do

Blazing down the avenue

Yeah baby what you going to do

Big dog, bitch I'm slick

Yeah sir slime

Swisher tastes like citrus

I Pass it to the vibe

I told her hit this

Bug eyed, shit inhaling smoke

Look like a ghost bust

Copped the pack at regular price

Just to show my cousin love

Stacy Brace face with the brains

Arrangements

I need to make rain

Cannot wait I don't got patience

Went copped me some Grey Goose

Yo I got juice like Tupac do

Blazing down the avenue

Yeah baby what you going to do

Igloo Louie moving

Tutti Fruity flavor smoothie smoke

In the six, the cups a mix

We link she picks the movie tho

I've been an asshole

I really ain't mean

I just haven't smoked yet

Roll up the casserole

Yo Now I feel better

Do what I do and I'm doing it well

We are on the grind like I skate on a rail

Since I was little Israel, swear aware

I was stranger, major

Went copped me some Grey Goose

Yo I got juice like 2Pac

Bro ski, Bro ski

Bro Bro ski, Bro ski

Bro ski, Bro Bro Bro ski

A yo

I'm at the liquor store I walked in like I talk it

I buy a couple bottles

Ozzy Osborn

I just smoked a bat

My pockets fat

Let's talk bout that huh

Sugar sweet it slap

I Hit the gang, like where you at

I'm at the liquor store I walked in like I talk it

I buy a couple bottles

Ozzy Osborn

I just smoked a bat

My pockets fat

Let's talk bout that huh

Sugar sweet it slap

I Hit the gang, like where you at

In sync my heartbeat match the clap

Shorty sent a thirsty trap

Put that ass in bubble wrap

Yeah we can't damage that

Snapping back what happening

You know that I'm just trying rap

Smoking gas, relaxed collapse

Rocking pink look like the Brats

Its the world up in my palm

Yo that's facts, yo that's facts

It's the world up in my palm

Yeah that's facts

This my super sweet attack

Yeah you know it's going to smack

Said she's got some friends

Hit my line like baby where you at

I'm at the liquor store I walked in like I talk it

I buy a couple bottles

Ozzy Osborn

I just smoked a bat

My pockets fat

Let's talk bout that huh

Sugar sweet it slap

I Hit the gang, like where you at

Bro ski, Bro ski