Pickle Juice

[Part I]

[Intro]

Yeah

Why they do that?

Uh, nah (CLASSY), nah

[Verse]

Big Dill been runnin' his lil' lips too much, uh

Step out that jar boy, you will get touched

Frenemy to enemy, 101

Crank a 90 to your head, two drums, one pump

I run with big dawgs, and you ain't got no skills

How you gon' be in the building when it's zero builds?

On sight, Lamborghini with the off-white wheels

Red-dot, headshot, now you done lost your shields

I done dropped in, now you can't manage (Can't manage)

The only club you gon' be in is a sandwich (Is a sandwich)

What? I got a piece tucked out that'll crinkle cut your whole squad up

We coulda kept it kosher, now you're leakin' green water, cucumber

[Part II]

[Segue]

Bullets may fly 'round, but I lay down

It really didn't have to be like this, man

We coulda kept it sweet or spicy (I feel safe and sound on solid ground)

But you turned it sour

Now I gotta eat you forreal, yeah

[Verse]

The tune ain't the only thing that's automatic

I drop V-Bucks on your head, yeah, that's baller status

Troublin' you with W's, it's all that matters

'Cause all I do is win-win, like my song with Khaled

You threaten me, then you better be ready BD

Baretta's swingin', turn you to relish immediately

Huh, the nerve Pickle, I could serve pickles

So you better watch your words, Pickle

'Less you got some Slurp in you

Her-pizzle? Not at all, my guy

I know you lawless, but, that's just not the law my guy

You need to find a bank to rob, this ain't a job, your time's up

This Crime City, they'll turn your mind into brine-mush

Click, click, doot-doot-doot

That ain't your line, bruh

Doot-doot, doot-doot-doot-doot

I get you lined up

'Coulda been cool, now, I gotta get these verses off, yeah

All these flavors in the world, now you choose to be salty

Now it's up