Juice (Remix) Lyrics – LionLyfe

Juice (Remix) Lyrics by LionLyfe

This a Scrim beat!
Scrim
Fat Fat
Grey 59

b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
Work, work!
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice

b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
Dirty money tucked up in my shoe

Funny thing is that it came from you
Trying to ball homie that’s the truth
Trying to
f#cked your girl, and your sister too

I know what you need to do
Kill yourself homie, jump off a roof
G*59, boy we got that juice
I’m making moves flexing with my crew

They poppin’ molly, syrup, screaming “Woop!”
Start the shootin’ homie, boom boom boom boom boom
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice

b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
Hey, what up Scrim?
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
Fat

Got that work tucked up in my socks
But you know I came fit with the Glock
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch I’m, boy I got that

It’s Fat it’s Scrim we got that flow
To shut them haters up and f#ck their hoes
I hit that dope, and I be like “Woah!”
Cheese posted like a crow

Five racks for a show, a feature that’s five-double-o
I get a few scripts and money, but keep that on the low
Sell it all for 100% profit, homie I’m a pro
All I really know is money and the G-code

Dope rack, and that’s for anybody we know
Do that, I got have killers at your peak, hoe
Knock you off, then get your hoe to give me a peep show
No, she give me deep throat for real though

I f#cks with G*59 ’cause they be stackin’ up for real though
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
Yuh

b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
And it’s your boy, Christian Radke
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
Pop that p#ss#, farming baby

We smokin’ blunts but I’m sponsored by rolling papers
Me and Dirty in the coupe we got b#tches too
Then we bring them to the stu’, f#ck them in the groove
I know we got it

He probably got like ten blunts in his pocket
We always smoking, who’s gonna to stop us
Now homie get to New Orleans, b#tch we poppin’
Y’all better recognize, b#tch I’m stunnin’

I ain’t do all of this singing for nothing
Y’all like the
And if she want it Ima give it to her, lil homie it’s nothing
All these b#tches trippin’ off all this money I’m gettin’

I speed it off the
All my homies buckin’, West Bank b#tch we running
So you know I ain’t worried about nothing
Yuh

b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice
b#tch so cute, boy I got that juice

Uh
Off my que, my shooters getting loose
Got that work up in the p#ss#, hope she don’t say I chew
Different flavors which one would you choose

Red, orange, green, purple, my cup thick like glue
Now we don’t sit with you f#cking haters
My lean soakin’ in hours later
I’m ducking now, probably sleeping later

Grams of kush and my rolling papers
Fields of kush, I’m growing acres
Flexing jugs, I’m a heavy drinker
Pour up some more

Homie your sh#t don’t inspire me
I’m like a maple leaf
These dudes acting, they make believe
Talkin’ sh#t they never seen

I pull up stuntin’ then create the scene
Stop the stuntin’, clear the scene, get back to frontin’, I’ll get you what you need, like…
Yeah, this that f#ckin’ though
I’m on a medical high, pharmaceutic my flow

Lethal weapon my, Mel Gibson your hoe
Crack a seal, pour a four, then take this sh#t to your throat
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