Lyrics

Bitch I ball the hardest imma win regardless Day by day deposits count it count it Damn I'm clean af in this chevy truck Wipe me down wit a bounty bounty On a money mission I was lost without it Damn I'm so glad it found me found me High school was a loser I ain't get the bitches Everyday they used to clown me clown me Now I Hustle everyday like Rick Ross Fat nigga so I'm dripping big sauce Nutted all on her mouth look like lip gloss Pussy boy if you jump you get criss crossed Bout to unleash the beast cause I'm pissed off Niggas not hard they music is big soft Y'all be all on they dick till they make you cough Get a towel lil bitch wipe ya mouth off Bout to climb to the top where I'm supposed to be Cause I can't name a nigga as tough as me Can't stand a fake nigga or fuckery Make me mad and it mentally fwm Y'all niggas be corny and that shit is whack Call me Aaron Donald I get to the sack I know my surroundings so I never lack Imma cheese head I be smokin that pack She say "let me drive the boat" she know I'm the wave She workin all night just like 50 shades Cut fake niggas off quick like a blade Obsessed wit the money I gotta paid Imma chill nigga I be keepin the peace Niggas think I'm sweet so I keep a piece I ain't no gangster lil bitch imma beast Always on the hunt so my family can feast I don't give a fuck like bishop bitch I got the juice I need everything in double that's why I fuck bitches in 2s Remember them days when Dukes was grinding so I could be fresh for school Now I'm workin hard just like her bitch That's how I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea yea I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea yea I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea yea I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea Me, Noblesse and and gang we the dream team We count up and just fuck on yo dream tings We pull up in them whips them mean things Got the chips wit the dip them supreme rings I'm the best in my city say less And all of my jewelry is wet Put me to the test Imma hawk when it come to my money So don't try to enter my nest These niggas retarded I started acting cold hearted They thought I was a easy target But I disregard it Cause I knew that I was greater I had this mindset when I started I can not be guarded Score like Melo in the garden You niggas suck ain't even starting Kush sticky it's fartin Damn it got me high as fuck She say she love me beg ya pardon I don't give a fuck like bishop bitch I got the juice I need everything in double that's why I fuck bitches in 2s Remember them days when Dukes was grinding so I could be fresh for school Now I'm workin hard just like her bitch That's how I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea yea I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea yea I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice Yea yea I got the juice I got the juice I got the juice
Writer(s): Adam Austin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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