Juice by Tommy Swish Lyrics
Verse:
Nigga watch and get used to me
These bitches they watching
They know that I got it
They love it, man
I got 'em glued to me
These parties
These women
These bottles
These clothes
This money
Man that's nothing new to me
Got your chick on my lap and she all in my ear going on about what she gon' do to me
Shout out to Nasty
That nigga be killing the game
But then I got the
Juice
I got the juice
My niggas they killas
I run with them troops
Put the drop on your head
And they ready to shoot
Ey nigga, we winning
Who care about you?
I have an obsession with counting this money
My goal is to have someone counting it for me
A whip and a chain
With a bitch that look foreign
A chef that's gon' cook me a meal every morning
Whoa
Let a nigga breath
The flow that I'm spittin'
I do it with ease
Check out the style
Bitches loving my steeze
I'm young and I'm handsome
Plus I got the cheese
I pray everyday
I don't drop like the fees
King of the game
Bitches drop at my feet
I'm the dude with the bars
So shut up when I speak
I'm flowing like lava
That's infinite heat
Now rock to the beat
I come off as crazy
I blame it on herbs
I make it look easy
I'm sick with the words
I kill all these rappers
I ride in a hearse
Collecting their bodies
To stuff 'em in dirt
Fuck all ya'll feelings
Hit right where it hurts
Spit hot like the devil
Run back to the church
I only get better
I polished my verse
I'm a gift to the game
But to them I'm a curse
I'm not giving a fuck
Roll up the reefer
And pass me the blunt
You know what it is
When I'm up in the cut
I thinks its my turn
Shit this game is a slut
[Outro:]
Nigga watch and get used to me
These bitches they watching
They know that I got it
They love it, man
I got 'em glued to me
These parties
These women
These bottles
These clothes
This money
Man that's nothing new to me
Got your chick on my lap and she all in my ear going on about what she gon' do to me
Nigga watch and get used to me
These bitches they watching
They know that I got it
They love it, man
I got 'em glued to me
These parties
These women
These bottles
These clothes
This money
Man that's nothing new to me
Got your chick on my lap and she all in my ear going on about what she gon' do to me
Shout out to Nasty
That nigga be killing the game
But then I got the
Juice
I got the juice
My niggas they killas
I run with them troops
Put the drop on your head
And they ready to shoot
Ey nigga, we winning
Who care about you?
I have an obsession with counting this money
My goal is to have someone counting it for me
A whip and a chain
With a bitch that look foreign
A chef that's gon' cook me a meal every morning
Whoa
Let a nigga breath
The flow that I'm spittin'
I do it with ease
Check out the style
Bitches loving my steeze
I'm young and I'm handsome
Plus I got the cheese
I pray everyday
I don't drop like the fees
King of the game
Bitches drop at my feet
I'm the dude with the bars
So shut up when I speak
I'm flowing like lava
That's infinite heat
Now rock to the beat
I come off as crazy
I blame it on herbs
I make it look easy
I'm sick with the words
I kill all these rappers
I ride in a hearse
Collecting their bodies
To stuff 'em in dirt
Fuck all ya'll feelings
Hit right where it hurts
Spit hot like the devil
Run back to the church
I only get better
I polished my verse
I'm a gift to the game
But to them I'm a curse
I'm not giving a fuck
Roll up the reefer
And pass me the blunt
You know what it is
When I'm up in the cut
I thinks its my turn
Shit this game is a slut
[Outro:]
Nigga watch and get used to me
These bitches they watching
They know that I got it
They love it, man
I got 'em glued to me
These parties
These women
These bottles
These clothes
This money
Man that's nothing new to me
Got your chick on my lap and she all in my ear going on about what she gon' do to me