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Juice. Juice. Juice. Juice.

Yeah.

Yeah.

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Yeah.

Pass me the ball, let me show you what to do with it.

Was thirteen, thugging, mama wasn't cool with it. Pack it, told her that your baby gotta move with it.

I ain't a dummy, kept it on me, went to school with it.

Let a motherfucker try something, act a fool with it. Bay bays, ghetto kids, uh, we just hooligans.

Baby AR four-inch with a drum, it got a cooling kit.

All these rappers making disses, don't know who he is. In front the cameras with the. . . just like Juvie did.

Niggas clutching blood, it's time to shoot a movie then.

Keep it on the shh, we don't speak up, I don't know what we did.

Bro called and he can't wait to get up out the pen. It's all facts when I rap, I don't need a pen.

First stick, walk him down, have that Nina hit. I keep bands in my pocket, hope these jeans'll fit.

Don't lie on nobody gangster, cuz he been a bitch.

Straight hold up.

Cuz he been a bitch, though, you know?

You can tell when you see a bitch when you, when you, when you looking in they eyes, though, feel me?

When you looking in they eyes and you just see, you got, you gotta read between the lines through they pupils, feel me?

Straight bitch tendencies. All them bitch tendencies, I can smell it on you.

Catch you slipping, scooting up, we inhaling on you.

Bro just came home, he been tripping for a certain moment. And all that sucker shit you yelling, we gon' press up on it.

And it ain't hard, we can't get him, we gon' catch the closest.

My Glock sneeze like achoo, who gon' catch corona?

Some real wisdom, baby chose how I pressed up on her. I'm in the field milking hoes, tryna step on farmers.

You understand me, though? Yeah.

Ay, you hear me, though?

When you see some ears, feed some ears.

Nah.

Ay, free the thugs, long live the thugs, though, man.

Yeah, yeah.

Hot boy.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.