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juice2oolive - 1k lyrics
[intro: temper da don]
(ooh, lil’ juice’, chill out)
turn this motherf_ckin’ light on
yeah
aight, fizzle, go
[verse 1: bic fizzle & cootie]
who this young n_gga that people keep talkin’ ’bout? (yeah)
he do a show with his bros and rock out (fizzle)
know i’m the man in the city (yeah), don’t need the glizzy (yeah), bic fizzle be with it, get knocked out (yeah)
linked up with cooter, we turned up, blacked out (ooh)
i was a young n_gga sittin’ in a trap house (ayy)
right feet up, kickback with the strap out
it ain’t a d_mn thing i gotta cap ’bout (no)
[verse 2: cootie]
young n_gga turned, too live (go)
livin’ this sh_t that these rappers be talkin’ ’bout
flexin’, cooter was down, i’m up now
know i’m that n_gga (go), now they tryna come around (go)
been in this sh_t, n_gga, check out my background (check it)
been that young n_gga that’s movin’ ’em packs ’round
try to take somethin’ and we shakin’ your place (shake)
i’m not your average young niga with cake (yeah)
so watch what you say (watch)
had to knock off your face (n_gga)
[verse 3: bic fizzle & cootie]
fizzle the great
i get the money and stay out the way (yeah)
noodles and lake ‘fore i sit with a snake (yeah)
he brought that steak on a big_ass plate (hahaha, yeah, n_gga)
rap don’t work, i’ma hit up the trap (yeah), gotta make me a way (yeah), gotta cop the white wraith (yeah)
stars in the roof like we ridin’ in sp_ce (woo)
got what you wanted, you willin’ to pay
[verse 4: cootie & temper da don]
flip phone, flip phone jumping like back in the day (jump)
run up a check ’til i’m put in a grave (jump)
i get that money, invest in that safe (yeah)
what can i say? (yeah)
young n_gga gettin’ cake (yeah)
pull out the whips, what i’m drivin’ today? (skrrt)
b_tch, i be turned up, that’s makin’ ’em hate (turned)
iced out my mouth (go), after iced out the chain (cooter)
this for them days i was stuck in the rain (yeah)
young n_gga was down, look what i became (look)
throwin’ this sh_t, master fit with the js (d_mn)
just copped a crib with the three_car garage (yeah)
and they probably wonderin’ how much i paid (how much you paid?)
laid back, kickin’ sh_t like johnny cage (yeah, ayy)
visions of me turning up on the stage (yeah)
don’t stop ’til i’m boxed up, put in a grave (yeah, n_gga, aight, yeah)
[verse 5: temper da don]
b_tch with this sh_t (yeah), lit like a bic (yeah)
high as a kite while i mac on a b_tch (woo, go)
gang show up like we goin’ to church (yeah), with drums and sticks to make us a hit (yeah, no)
now i got the sauce and she want a dip (yeah), as long as that ho stay away from my chips (yeah_yeah_yeah)
no new friends, we straight on that sh_t (yeah)
my circle too small, you n_ggas can’t fit (no)
yeah, n_gga, this it (yeah)
ride through the city with chrome_dyed rugers (woo), just me and lil’ cooter
call big trae, tell him go make the play (yeah), if fizzle can’t figure it (woo), then i’ma recruit ya (woo)
violate, b_tch, and i’m cookin’ your noddle (yeah), hop back in a coupe, face a special like, “oops”
he talkin’ that k!ller, i thought he was shootin’, steppin’ my ass, i’ma stomp like a boot
still gotta pop it (yeah), word for flexin’ on the instagram (yeah)
scammin’ like a b_tch (yeah), like a n_gga get some insta’ bands (yeah)
hundred bands’d turn your baby mama to my biggest fan (yeah)
i can’t be your man (go), baby (go), i can only be your friend (go)
gold_dig your b_tch, text a n_gga, sell rental (go)
straight face emoji, then reply, “mind you too”
i ain’t even f_ck, you were playin’, should’ve came through (should’ve came)
no pressure, b_tch, i got the juice’ makin’ french use (yeah)
[outro: cootie, temper da don & bic fizzle]
flip phone, flip phone jumping like back in the day (yeah_yeah_yeah)
fizzle the great, i get that money and stay out the way (yeah_yeah_yeah)
what can i say? young n_gga gettin’ cake (yeah_yeah, yeah)
my circle too small, you n_ggas can’t fit (yeah_yeah_yeah)
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