No Hook 2 Lyrics

Christian Tabernacle flows back in Michigan

In the Motor City you gone have a couple breakdowns, but you keep the tires rollin' like it's Michellen

I still got a couple niggas slidin' like a playground and if you survived it once then they won't miss again

And I'm still down to do my own slidin', I be night ridin', if I catch a body I won't mention it

I came a long way from being innocent

Ever since I held my first handgun

I remember when I got up out of jail I had to make my phone calls on a Samsung

Now bitches want to fuck me cuz I'm handsome

But I can't do no romancin', I'm not romantic

Doggin' hoes out due to trust issues it's like I hold my own heart for ransom, yeah

I mean look at the way that I'm livin'

I wonder what my life now would've looked like if in the past I had made better decisions

Don't feel I'm enough so I get what I want then I'm on to the next, hoes can't keep my attention

Abuse in my past got me filled up with anger, I keep a glock just to deal with the tension, but

Shit, at least they know a nigga quick to spray

LJ blessed me with another one I'm bout to show you niggas somethin' he know that I could talk on city beats all day

And fans know I be snappin', hear that beat switch up and they like "Oh my God, already know how Juice about to come!'

And Shockie know her son, she ask me every other day if I got a glock and I still tell her no but I think that she know I keep me one

Came a long way from momma packin' lunch

Now I walk around with guns so big look like they Pack-A-Punched

They dumped back but I'm still here I guess they ass ain't pack enough

Put em' in a wood, smoke out the hood I guess we packed em' up

Got a bad lil' bitch hit from the back and tell her back it up

Then I take her to the trap and tell her lil' ass bag it up

Niggas cap inside they rap be actin' like they like that

They don't like the way you spit that shit bitch give that mic back, uh

1, 2, 3, 4, niggas know I hit they hoe

Pillow talkin' to yo bitch you know I'm quick to kick that door

5, 6, 7, 8, I swear to God these niggas hate

I be gettin' money round this bitch these niggas can't relate my, uh

My glock came with a stick, and my bitch came with a bitch I put that dick inside her ribs

What you mean uh, you know she fuck with them Crips

I be throwin' 60's round this bitch they know that I'm legit

And you know I fuck on hoes bitch that's why they call me Juice

Since a youngin' gettin' money used to trap on Falls of Neuse

Baby please do no fuck with me I got a couple screws loose

Nigga talkin' down on me and now he got a loose tooth,

9, 10, 11, 12, swear to God I'll never tell

Before I go to Heaven for bein' pussy bitch I'll go to Hell

13, 14, 15, 16, hollow tips they got a shell

I'll catch a body right now, Rita you gone post my bail

And we got glocks, extensions, and niggas in our mentions

They be actin' like bitches, now we go they hoes attention

And I was skippin' my classes, trading pussy for detention

I hit the gas and I'm leaving, drivin' like my shit suspended

This shit get steep, hit her DM she gone creep

She don't suck that dick like crab legs then I can't call her a freak

I swear to God she really love you, hear we fuckin' bitch don't tweak

Really could've told me where yo ass was at whenever we meet, uh

Really could've told, ok

Really could've told me where, ahhh

Really could've told me where, uh yeah, ok