Ha-ha
Aye,
We got the juice, we got the juice
We got the juice that gonna make you feel so loose, aye
This the juice, this the squeeze
This the pulp, this the stream
This the dinner for you rats
I serve a platter full of cheese
This the money, this the car
This the luxury I ball
This them money conversations
Pick the phone up, got no call
Ah, this the remix let's go
This the juice, this the squeeze
This the pulp, this the stream
This the dinner for you rats
I serve a platter full of cheese
This the money, this the car
This the luxury I ball
This them money conversations
Pick the phone up, got no call
This not a joke, this is for real
Calling up ADIDAS, I got a deal
Gimme a week, and I'll make a mill
Cook up in the kitchen, grits for a meal
Grits for a meal, I am the meal
Body on meh, but my bars are for real
Call me The King cause I find that ideal
I'm whipping it fast in my automobile
But that is unfortunate, spinning the wheel
Just pray to God that Jesus take the wheel
I ain't granting no wishes, I'm not blue like Will
Bitches my sons, but they not in my will
Bitches want beef, but I'm ordering veal
Bitches ain't happy, they ordered the meal
My life is a highlight, so replay the reel
Life filled with Love, I'm Loni, The Real
I'm making moves, I'm signing deals
Not soft or micro, not gating that Bill
Her body a bargain, now that is a steal
I'm not David but I might cop-a-feel
With money I ball, call me Lucille
Curly haired, pink, might make her squeal
I stay consistent, like I'm in sync
But I'm bringing sexy back, Mrs. J Biel
This the juice, this the squeeze
This the pulp, this the stream
This the dinner for you rats
I serve a platter full of cheese
This the money, this the car
This the luxury I ball
This them money conversations
Pick the phone up, got no call
I got some money but I never had it
I gave my pitch, but I never batted
Not Falling in Line, balling like Madden
I'm popping these puppets, start up in Manhattan
This spot is reserved
Go try and take it and you'll get fined
Now they wanna pull out
Cause they know they card declined
I am the tea, no I am Tee
Want me to come, pay me the fee
I stay in drive, no cruise, Penelope
Wake up on me bitches like I dropped the Z
Hunnid on the wrist, more like 450
Big poppa, big tee, bad boy like Diddy
We know you didn't f*ck her, didn't even grab a titty, oh
Thinking that you're better, nah nah hassadiddy
Looking a lemon, we know that you're bitter
Fingers on trigger, more like a typing Twitter
Salty like Peppa, you the runt of the litter
Boy you my son, I ain't even get a sitter
Get off my tip bro, I ain't it bro
Want the fit tho, it don't fit tho
How bout you tell em' how much I made you
Plead the fifth tho
This the juice, this the squeeze
This the pulp, this the stream
This the dinner for you rats
I serve a platter full of cheese
This the money, this the car
This the luxury I ball
This them money conversations
Pick the phone up, got no call
It's Young A, it's the chief
Back in the stu, y'all gon' bleed
I kill the game, verse and beat
Yeah they say death, come in threes
Fuck what you heard, b***h this me
Out with the band, watch y'all flea
I'm tryna get bands, watch my team
Might ball with King, I'm AD
Don't ask where I'm at
I'm still goin' hard with the raps
This s**t ain't a laugh it's a fact
Don't ask me to scrap
Bitch I live by my own code
It look like I'm starting an app
The car doing laps
Brodie still park in the back
He think this s**t harder to track
Tee asked me to snap
Told 'em go wake up the wolves
The young dirty bastard is back
Bitch don't get on my nerve
Somebody gone get hurt
High beam flash and swerve
Some niggas just don't learn
Smell the smoke from my drip
I came from burning a bridge
She wanna spend what I earn
An artist should never mix p***y with work
(Sinbhadd)
I took an L one time
I'm ready to move on, I'm ready to make me an M
Show me the way, a letter from me to me cause no one can step in between
But if you do? Then You do you, asylum I's outta my mind with the tool
No handy manny
Talk with my nuts in your mouth they starting to look like sandy...
I'm the Big Boss
I am the jefe
Don't f*ck with paragraphs
Only my eses
From the South West
But I'm not a eshay
Fuck the small talk
And f*ck all the essays
Tee with Sedia
Hits with Eternal
Boy you my son
Feeling paternal
Bossing with Sinbhadd
They murdered that s**t
You can't do that s**t
Now don't you feel s**t
I'm the bad boy yeah I go run this town
Enter the club and I'm gon' shut it down
You're just a red nose away from a clown
This is the remix, the pulp and the sound
I'm the Big Tee, tell me something that I don't know
Step up in the scene the competition say oh no
Loco in my local imma Yoko like I'm Ono
See you in a year, time to catch up you in slow-mo
I know motherfuckers think they mad s**t
I know you the Staffy, I'm the Mastiff
(Um sir, call for Tee)
(Ugh, as if)
Multiple minuses
Call me your highness-es
Divide the unity
This game ain't new to me
Almost a decade, and
King is still kicking it
I'm Sagi-the-tarius
So I ain't tearing this
I'm adding it up, I heard you inquired this
Say that we're equal, but I hear the biases
They itching to be me, like they got Psoriasis
I'm clearing out bitches, like they be my sinuses
These bitches I carry, I know how Mariah is
They could be ill, I'm COVID to viruses
I like her arch, she part of the diocese
I'm friend to God, name Jedediah is
I could point you to the exit, yeah you need to go
Got you begging to the bakeries, you need the dough
What I do in stu, that's a need to know
And where I make my bread, that's a kneed to dough
This the juice, this the squeeze
This the pulp, this the stream
This the dinner for you rats
I serve a platter full of cheese
This the money, this the car
This the luxury I ball
This them money conversations
Pick the phone up, got no call (What)
