Lyrics:
I got the juice, Tropicana
I fuck with you lil mama
I got the (Boom) (Boom) the cabana
And then I juke juke until mañana
I got the juice, Tropicana
I
keepin to myself that bitch she got me like police
You be confusing in the sheets
I'm steady cruising in the streets
By 22 I'm in the Grammys platinum
a clerk
i just might go platinum if-i put in in the work
but im waiting for right now might pop me a perc (AYE)
uh, word to lil bro, cooking up i might go
plaque but lil pump do
(Gucci gang)
That made my wanna do what lil pump do
(Gucci gang)
Homie got a platinum grill and a pump too
(Urgh)
And a presidential
that glock he gon’ shoot for me
(Poow!)
Let back his roof let’s see, Lil cuh’ be rockin that blue, Like sea
(What up Cuh)
Ni*** you, You, I’m me
my name, when I come through here
When I was Sixteen, I want'd to be a mack
I went to Fremont High with Lil' D and Black
Young ballers in the town
thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .
Wish:
. .
(talking)
Houston, Texas, the third largest city in the U.S.A.
We really off the hook, we off the chain man
[Lil' Keke]
No doubt, off the rip, ain't
kick back make it easy
We can leave them killings clean
Just wipe me down like lil' boosie
Won't you slide, get a grip, we should ride
Leave em split,
knees like Kaepernick
Bitch ima killa, lil boy you A pacifist
Bitch ima sippa, got whole lotta activist
12 try to catch me, you know im gassin' it
Aint
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
platinum pieces with canari diamonds (diamonds)
but haters they talkin but never mind them (never mind them)
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Well I'm back up in yo'
they still get embraced by everybody
Pussy niggas (pussy niggas)
That's what the world love (world)
It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love
at you when I walk by
You turn yo head, she wink her eye
I can't help if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy, and I be callin'
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
me?)
Cream get the money, I feel like Nino (BK, BK)
My section birth some legends
Lil hood bitch wanna shop at Legends
She'll throw the top but it ain't
on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you
and we sip on some Rémy (Rémy)
Will i am and i sing it like Lenny (Lenny)
And lil baby be messy like Wendy (Wendy)
Get a truck and its made by infinity
texting
I think that we going like
I'll never sweat if I think my
Conversing is fine
You ain't gone flip on me
Girl not this time
You stay politicing by
tryna get paid
Fuck a job get a paycheck everyday
Me and my choppa getting married where my wedding ring
Ar15 by my bitch house
Play some games Tyrann
fuss, threw some dick on her
Lil Boosie wipe me down Im a asshole
Feeling froggy tell DHill to take his tadpoles
I aint gotta have rhythm I got cash flow,
Lavish shit
Niggas always hatin' on lil nigga Ima’ just, huh, Keep
Doin' my thang you know
It go in one ear and out the other one
Huh, But I tell
the crib; fake beard and coat
These boys funny, so goofy
No 50's; Lil' Boosie
Big choppa, Lil' Uzi
I'm raging, y'all love it
Still billing jays with Jayy in
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