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juice
slicko
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Uh, I get that juice like I'm Chance off the acid
Hoggin' that blunt like I'm Kobe, can't pass it, yeah
I ball like the Lakers, that girl call me Magic
She fuckin' with me cause I make this shit happen
I started this shit, yeah, I showed 'em the swag
I got that money so now I can brag
That's not a clip in the stick, that's a mag
And boy this a Stang, I don't need me no Cat
Cause I'll still dust your ass, and I'll still take your bitch
Oh, there she is, at my show in the pit, gettin' lit
I really rock converse, don't need me no Ricks
Don't need the expensive shit
I'm stayin' rich and you stayin' broke
With that Louis V jacket, that Louis V coat
I swag like whatever, I put that shit on
Yeah, I really do this
You put on that shit and you just lookin' stupid
Chrome Hearts on your pants but you don't get no bitches
You really a loser
That boy he need cupid, nah, that boy need God
I see through that fake shit, the facade
He just be fakin', that boy he not snot
I'm on some different shit
I feel like God and he just a muggle
Bitch, this a lake on my neck, not no puddle
I keep that piece on my hip like this shit is a puzzle
No wonder, he rat just like Gunna
I keep on grindin' from Monday through Sunday
I can't come out when it's sunny
Chasin' that bag gettin' money, no duh
He copy the swag, yeah I know
That boy been my son
And I know I'm dumb, I'm the first to admit it
I don't know nothin', but I still see the vision
Tom cruise on a mission, nobody been listen
Said I'm gon' be a star and they thought I was kiddin'
Don't tell me you sorry, you don't get no pity
Cause you used to diss me
I asked to collab and you told me pay fifty
I promise I don't give a shitty
But tell your bitch "Hi" for your boy
Cause I know she miss me
Uh, I get that juice like I'm Chance off the acid
Hoggin' that blunt like I'm Kobe, can't pass it, yeah
I ball like the Lakers, that girl call me Magic
She fuckin' with me cause I make this shit happen
I started this shit, yeah, I showed 'em the swag
I got that money so now I can brag
That's not a clip in the stick, that's a mag
And boy this a Stang, I don't need me no Cat