Rather eat crumbs with bums 'fore I split my steak with you snake ass ni**as
I rather stay down with my day ones 'fore I come around you fake ass ni**as
I rather have a broke real bitch 'fore I ever deal with y'all fake ass bitches
And I ain't with the flooding on the 'gram I don't really f**k with you, don't take my picture ni**a
Posted on the corner with a 40 on my hip, Godzilla
We was getting to it when they hit my ni**a Dean, that's when shit got realer
I was on the Southside really outside got guns got killers
Started from the bottom of the bottom now its bottles popping in the sky villa
Catch a body, be a body
I'm from where you couldn't talk you ain't be about it
I ain't really with the talkin', let's be G about it
When we catch you ni**as slipping we gon' see about it
And these ni**as get to talking like they know me
Finna turn me to the old me
Should've listened to my momma when she told me
Now these bitches throwing pussy cause they owe me

I got the juice, ni**a I got the juice
Ni**a I got the juice when I hop out the coupe
When I hop out the coupe
Real ni**as I'mma salute
Cause I got the juice, I got the juice
Ni**a I got the juice, she popping pussy
Like I'm Uncle Luke
Cause I got the juice

Counting million dollars gon' f**k something
Put an eight up in my Phantom I don't want none
Ni**a looking I don't tuck nothing
My ni**a Ernie got thirty trying to slump something
I'm in the car ass only and the truck coming
Yeah, patna, come dump somethin'
Bust them up we don't tuck nothing
Take a bird to the table we don't front nothing
I'm a north ni**a at the end of the day
Gun butt a ni**a with the end of the K
Kick you in your ass and send you away
Don't come around here like your ni**as are safe
Cause all my hittas going bllllrrrt stick 'em
F**k if you with 'em
Its money and murder if you f**k with my ni**as
You come to my city I f**ked all them bitches
I f**ked all them bitches cause

I got the juice, ni**a I got the juice
Ni**a I got the juice when I hop out the coupe
When I hop out the coupe
Real ni**as I'mma salute
Cause I got the juice, I got the juice
Ni**a I got the juice, she popping pussy
Like I'm Uncle Luke
Cause I got the juice

All she ever wanted was a trap ni**a
Every time you ever saw me I was strapped ni**a
Getting blunted in the back ni**a
No this ain't a 550, this a Bach, ni**a
Ni**a prolly spend you car money on your act ni**a
Couple band 5 racks ni**a
You caught beefing where you at ni**a
You caught beefing when we clap ni**as

I got the juice, ni**a I got the juice
Ni**a I got the juice when I hop out the coupe
Load up the chopper screaming R.I.P. Snupe
Bout to pop out the roof cause I got the juice