1Juice Academy Lyrics

Came up together, Fell out

Damn that shit was a tragedy

Uh uh uh

I'm in her mouth

So a young nigga feel like a cavity

When we pulling up

They say they wanna go kick it

With 1Juice Academy

Keeping that blicky tucked

& I'm dripping Ksubi and Chrome

Put that bread on his dome

Gon head, pick em up

She love me like Sosa

& I got uh blick that bih go "Bang Bang"

I'm pouring four after four

While these niggas be moving around with a stain gang

Ion like when I be sober

So I gotta roll up some Runtz just to maintain

Tryna bust down my teeth

Then after that shit imma cop me a plain Jane

Pull up inna SRT

Shawty & her friends on ten, on fleek

We gon take it to trial

We ain't copping no plea

Back to back Benz & uh Trackhawk Jeep

He ain't got no bands, ain't got no cheese

Popping them tags, come get like me

How the fuck yo mans in last on E?

I'm just rolling my gas while i'm smoking my tree

I'm just rolling my gas & I'm faded

Smoking dope, cuz my life is amazing

I know niggas that goofy as fuck

And they popping they shit cuz the know

They complacent

Who gon do sum?

You not

Me & the LilOne like V roy n Muwop

Yo parents told you don't come up to us during school

Cuz they know we had the block to hot

Fuck it

Lemme get back to the basics

Buckets

Bag on yo head for the facelift

Touch me

I'll send you right to yo maker

Backwood fever, this shit from Jamaica

Matter of fact maybe they came from Dominican

Internet woofing, I ain't really in the shit

But I'm just waiting for the day

That a nigga run up & get whacked

Imma maintain my innocence (huh)

Walk out the bitch like what happened

I'm making plays like I'm Ola in madden

Niggas be ackin & cappin

Might fuck yo bitch, but I already had it

Tried to run off with the sauce and the juice

But these niggas ain't really having (ain't having)

And Silk n Dior pull a bitch the group

Cuz they know that we living lavish

Came up together, Fell out

Damn that shit was a tragedy

Uh uh uh

I'm in her mouth

So a young nigga feel like a cavity

When we pulling up

They say they wanna go kick it

With 1Juice Academy

Keeping that blicky tucked

& I'm dripping Ksubi and Chrome

Put that bread on his dome

Gon head, Pick em up

She love me like Sosa

& I got uh blick that bih go "Bang Bang"

I'm pouring four after four

While these niggas be moving around with a stain gang

Ion like when I be sober

So I gotta roll up some Runtz just to maintain

Tryna bust down my teeth

Then after that shit imma cop me a plain Jane

One take

I'm tryna cop me a Patek

Nigga I'm in the O like the magic

Nigga I just be fly like Aladdin

Riding round in that tint, with the baddest bitch

With a Four Nic on me in traffic

They be thinking that shit automatic

Hit the port and I'm claiming the baggage

Then we hit the next city

We cashing Out

Diamonds they pout

Niggas doing shit for clout

You ain't never have to stay with granny

With them roaches running on the couch

Whatchu know bout use the sink to fucking shower?

Nigga You had silver spoons up in yo mouth

Promise you, if you ain't never understand it

Then you prolly never finna come around

I got this shit out the basement

Ain't no R.I.P

Long Live Jason (Aye)

I might get faded, say dat shit don't phase me

But the pain don't go away

Six words

Motivation, mix that shit with dedication (Aye)

Two words

Niggas hating

Down bad

Bitch made (Aye)

Came up together, Fell out

Damn that shit was a tragedy

Uh uh uh

I'm in her mouth

So a young nigga feel like a cavity

When we pulling up

They say they wanna go kick it

With 1Juice Academy

Keeping that blicky tucked

& I'm dripping Ksubi and Chrome

Put that bread on his dome

Gon head, Pick em up

She love me like Sosa

& I got uh blick that bih go "Bang Bang"

I'm pouring four after four

While these niggas be moving around with a stain gang

Ion like when I be sober

So I gotta roll up some Runtz just to maintain

Tryna bust down my teeth

Then after that shit imma cop me a plain Jane

Pull up inna SRT

Shawty & her friends on ten, on fleek

We gon take it to trial

We ain't copping no plea

Back to back Benz & uh Trackhawk Jeep

He ain't got no bands, ain't got no cheese

Popping them tags, come get like me

How the fuck yo mans in last on E?

I'm just rolling my gas while i'm smoking my tree