[Chorus: Peewee Longway & Young Thug]
50 some bands on my juice
Spikes on top of Jimmy Choos
So fresh that I made the news
Made a million in the trap, dealin' food
20 bands in my locker at school
Me and Longway too cool for you fools (Longway)
MPA, YSL, what it do?
We don't play fair or play by your rules (Fuck nigga)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
With a bad bitch, smokin' on fruit
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
In the foreign whip, pullin' up, juice (Juice!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
We the shit, Thug Life my clique (Thug life, thug life, thug life!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice (2Pac!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice (Juice)
I got the juice
[Verse 1: Peewee Longway & Young Thug]
I got the boots
I got a coupe, I got no roof
I got a boo
She got a boo with way bigger boobs
Longway and Thugger
We switcharoo bitches and we like to fuck em' by the two
Jumanji, Jumanji, Giuseppe Zanotti
The leprechaun bitches move
I walk in the club then I dab it
My coupe outside, filled up with gadgets
Get way too much green like a salad
Wrap it and ship it the package
Young nigga's trappin' and rappin'
I got the pints stacked up in my cabinet
Young rich nigga, live lavish
I'm doing the 'nae nae', for the kiddies!
I'm spending a hundred bands, just to fuck up my kidneys
Sneaking, geeking on the molly, know she feel it
I got the juice, pull up, Actavis coupe
With your bitch, rollin' up the good fruit
Sippin' and spillin', pour 8 in the deuce
Lean, lean, lean
I'm Uncle Phil for the week
I got pints only for me
Smokin' OG
Tell uncle Snoop, "what it do?" It is too plain to see
I am the Longway, lil' bitch, check my Feng Shui
I got the juice in the booth, we can turn the fuck up, any day
Longway
[Chorus: Peewee Longway & Young Thug]
50 some bands on my juice
Spikes on top of Jimmy Choos
So fresh that I made the news
Made a million in the trap, dealin' food
20 bands in my locker at school
Me and Longway too cool for you fools (Longway)
MPA, YSL, what it do?
We don't play fair or play by your rules (Fuck nigga)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
With a bad bitch, smokin' on fruit
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
In the foreign whip, pullin' up, juice (Juice!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
We the shit, Thug Life my clique (Thug life, thug life, thug life!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice (2Pac!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice (Juice)
I got the juice
[Verse 2: Peewee Longway & Young Thug]
How the fuck I can't afford?
My molly white like a toilet
Her booty fatter than Norbit
I told your bitch that she was 'gorgeous'
Just a lil' something to do when I get bored
Might pull up, getting head, in the Porsche
Pipped the fuck up, leaving bitches no choice
Hundred bricks stuffed in the Honda Accord
Hundred grand inside my pockets, sand-tan molly
I'mma make your bitch snort it
Peewee Longway, the Blue M&M
Made a million dollar dealin' 'food'
My style is safari, she instinct my body
And put spikes on top of my Jimmy Choo's
Got spikes on my Loubiton's
My diamonds they hittin' and fight like a hadouken
That pussy so wet, I think she got shot in the coochie with the uzi
Young Thugga and Longway don't fuck with dudes
We playin' with choppers, making breaking news
No doctor prescription, but we got the juice (Mud)
Calsaso livin', Double-R, peek-a-boo
[Chorus: Peewee Longway & Young Thug]
50 some bands on my juice
Spikes on top of Jimmy Choos
So fresh that I made the news
Made a million in the trap, dealin' food
20 bands in my locker at school
Me and Longway too cool for you fools (Longway)
MPA, YSL, what it do?
We don't play fair or play by your rules (Fuck nigga)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
With a bad bitch, smokin' on fruit
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
In the foreign whip, pullin' up, juice (Juice!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice
We the shit, Thug Life my clique (Thug life, thug life, thug life!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice (2Pac!)
I think I'm 2Pac, got the juice (Juice)
I got the juice