Juice

[Intro: Grafh]

Brrt (Baow-baow-baow)

(EMX got another one)

(Baow-baow-baow)

Rrr, grr (Baow-baow-baow)

Blaow! (My name Grafh, hi)

[Verse 1: Grafh]

Love my mother, I love my daughter, boy, you remember this (Huh, huh)

But I say "Bitch" way too much, but I'm a feminist (Ha)

Bad mon come with the venomist, them mon come from the tenements (Huh)

My gang come with the membership, my friend come with the benefits

Trick, uh, grip it and tuck it, I'm used to living with nothing

Half a bathroom in a crowded crib, so when it's crowded, then I had to piss in the bucket

L take a brick and I cut it, in the kitchen oven, whipping a chicken McNugget

I ain't have shit in my stomach, and my fridge is filled with nothing, I'm itching to bust it

You niggas know not to fool wit' it, my niggas in love with the foolishness (Huh, huh)

Fuck who you moving wit', we shot at your man even though he had nothing to do with it (Grrah, baow!)

We hustling, cutting up tuna fish, I told your wifey that we doing it (Uh, ooh)

L give a fuck if she gain a little weight 'cause, baby, I know what to do with it

I'ma need two of it, I'ma turn it up, then I bust a U with it, my bed, it look better with you in it

Panties covering the pussy, I'm chewing it, I come from the zoo with it (Yeah, roof, roof)

Hammer Time; too legit (Uh)

Shot a nigga from a phone app 'cause that chopper come with a computer chip

[Hook: Grafh]

I got the juice, juice (Grrt)

I got the juice, juice (Grrt, uh)

I got the Hugo, oh (Huh, huh, huh)

I got the juice, juice, juice, huh (Juice, I got the, juice, I got the juice)

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]

Now we're taking over everything like that's my calling (That's my calling)

Wake up in pussy like beautiful Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

Now I'm swimming in the money like a line of dolphin (Like a line of dolphin)

Prepare for the killing, please line up the coffins

Think we playing, motherfucker? Y'all niggas really shit funny? (Uh, agh!)

Pop you in your shit, brother, y'all niggas better make room for the money (Uh, agh! Room for the money)

Lf you don't make room, bitch, watch me beat a nigga ass painful (Beat a nigga ass painful, what?)

Don't make a fool, bitch, watch me beat a nigga ass shameful Watch me beat a nigga ass shameful (Who's that nigga?)

Bitch, I only love the money, walking with a shine like angel (Shine, motherfuckers)

The only nigga left a real boss, muthafuckers better be grateful

Skip to my Lou, then I hop, Diddy Bop, then I drop on these

Niggas (Drop on these niggas)

Fuck that flow, then I be shitting while I take it to the top on these nigga (To the top on these niggas)

Blah-blah-blah, blah-blah-blah-blah, how you move in the light, little nigga?

They wanna do it here, I finesse it a little, now I got it on lock, little nigga (On lock, nigga)

'Bout to give you new brand shit, tell me what the fuck you gon' do

I'm bout to give you Jersey drill, you ain't know we do this too

[Hook: Grafh]

I got the juice, juice (Grrt)

I got the juice, juice (Grrt, uh)

I got the Hugo, oh (Huh, huh, huh)

I got the juice, juice, juice, huh (Juice, I got the, juice, I got the juice)

[Outro: Grafh]

Bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Huh, huh, bounce

Huh, baow!