Yung Exclusive - I Got the Juice lyrics

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Yung Exclusive - I Got the Juice lyrics

[Verse 1] Rather eat crumbs with bums 'fore I split my steak with you snake a** n***as I rather stay down with my day ones 'fore I come around you fake a** n***as I rather have a broke real b**h 'fore I ever deal with y'all fake a** b**hes And I ain't with the flooding on the 'gram I don't really f** with you, don't take my picture n***a Posted on the corner with a 40 on my hip, Godzilla We was getting to it when they hit my n***a Dean, that's when sh** got realer I was on the Southside really outside got guns got k**ers Started from the bottom of the bottom now its bottles popping in the sky villa Catch a body, be about it I'm from where you couldn't talk you ain't be about it I ain't really with the talkin', let's be G about it When we catch you n***as slipping we gon' see about it And these n***as get to talking like they know me Finna turn me to the old me Should've listened to my momma when she told me Now these b**hes throwing p**y cause they owe me [Hook] I got the juice, n***a I got the juice n***a I got the juice when I hop out the coupe When I hop out the coupe Real n***as I'mma salute Cause I got the juice, I got the juice n***a I got the juice, she popping p**y Like I'm Uncle Luke Cause I got the juice [Verse 2] Counting million dollars gon' f** something Put an eight up in my Phantom I don't want none n***a looking I don't tuck nothing My n***a Ernie got thirty trying to slump something I make the call to Arizona and the truck coming Yeah, Papi, come dump somethin' Bust them up we don't tuck nothing Take a bird to the table we don't front nothing I'm a north n***a at the end of the day Gun bu*t a n***a with the end of the K Kick you in your a** and send you away Don't come around here like your n***as are safe Cause all my hittas going bllllrrrt stick 'em f** if you with 'em Its money and murder if you f** with my n***as You come to my city I f**ed all them b**hes I f**ed all them b**hes cause [Hook] I got the juice, n***a I got the juice n***a I got the juice when I hop out the coupe When I hop out the coupe Real n***as I'mma salute Cause I got the juice, I got the juice n***a I got the juice, she popping p**y Like I'm Uncle Luke Cause I got the juice [Verse 3] All she ever wanted was a trap n***a Every time you ever saw me I was strapped n***a Getting blunted in the back n***a No this ain't a 550, this a Bach, n***a n***a prolly spend you car money on your act n***a Couple band 5 racks n***a You caught beefing where you at n***a You caught beefing when we clap n***as [Outro] I got the juice, n***a I got the juice n***a I got the juice when I hop out the coupe When I hop out the coupe Real n***as I'mma salute Cause I got the juice, I got the juice n***a I got the juice Load up the chopper screaming R.I.P. Snupe Bout to pop out the roof cause I got the juice

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