Juiced Lyrics

Riding some foreign

With the top back

Freaky lil bitch in my passenger

With her top back

Hit up Lil' M

Where the motherfucking Glocks at

Come on yo block

Where the motherfucking opps at

Niggas don't like how we spin

Fuck on that bitch

Then I fuck on her friend

Free my bro Project

He locked in that pen

Phone steady jumping

We getting it in

Getting 'em gone

That shit fasho

Me and my gang

We just rocked out the show

Still the same nigga

Come get you a bow

Still a big Mac

Nigga come get ya hoe

You know she on go

They know I'm the truth

Hopped out the four door

Then hop in the coupe

I'm off a RP

This bitch got me loose

Pour me a four

Feel like bishop I'm juiced

I'm in this bitch with a forty glock

Fucked his bitch off a perc

Now I got the drop

If we talking bout money I got alot

VVS on the wrist

You can't see the clock

All of my niggas be stepping

You don't want smoke

This shit gone get deadly

Told that bitch I can't fuck cause she petty

On a mission tryna get to the fetti

To the top where I'm going

Don't want the hoe cause she coming to boring

Wock in my juice yeah this shit got me snoring

Took a trip to Miami we sliding in foreigns

Smoking on Tyson I'm killing my lungs

We play with them racks and we do it for fun

How you play killer but died with yo gun

Forever gone pop it put that on my son

My niggas slide they can't blank on no mission

Fuck on that bitch now I'm keeping my distance

Gotta keep pushing don't like how I'm living

Tryna run up them racks and get up out them trenches

Can't leave the house unless I'm toating my sixty

Walk that boy down now they saying he missing

Want you some racks all you gotta do is listen

When it come to the paper my fingers stay itching

Riding some foreign

With the top back

Freaky lil bitch in my passenger

With her top back

Hit up Lil' M

Where the motherfucking Glocks at

Come on yo block

Where the motherfucking opps at

Niggas don't like how we spin

Fuck on that bitch

Then I fuck on her friend

Free my bro Project

He locked in that pen

Phone steady jumping

We getting it in

Getting 'em gone

That shit fasho

Me and my gang

We just rocked out the show

Still the same nigga

Come get you a bow

Still a big Mac

Nigga come get ya hoe

You know she on go

They know I'm the truth

Hopped out the four door

Then hop in the coupe

I'm off a RP

This bitch got me loose

Pour me a four

Feel like bishop I'm juiced