yung sol - juice lyrics
[intro]
i can’t, woah aye
i can’t, woah
i can’t, aye
[chorus]
i can’t think when i’m sippin’ on this juice
i be with my n+ggas, turn me up and let’s get loose
treat ’em like a twix cause all my b+tches come in two’s
we was on an island, yeah that’s real expensive views
[post chorus]
boutta pop out with the gang it’s up, it’s stuck
i’m breaking a sweat cause’ i run it
doing whatever i want, i don’t give a f+ck
i had to turn nothing to something
i’m always playing for keeps
i’m wearing red bottoms, they already know how i’m bummin’
i’m in the back of the bach, i can’t tell a lie
yung solly j never be frontin’
[verse]
i remеmber i was kicking doors in this b+tch
i’m not from the six i got my woes in this b+tch
ovеrseas with models i got hoes in this b+tch
bring more bottles know we getting poured in this b+tch
i don’t f+ck with opps that’s on my soul, i had to get ’em gone
sippin’ slow so ima pour my feelings in this styrofoam
hopped up off the porch i told my momma i ain’t coming home
kick it with your b+tch i got ’em mad because she give me dome
all about my money on my grind i told them leave me lone
she gon pop it for me it’s on sight just like my other song
i be out the way i keep it low just like a baritone
ima level up b+tch i’m a boss i feel like diddy combs
ima be flying to paris, money is what ima cherish
all of these n+ggas embarrassed, they copying me like a parrot
was just having s+x on the terrace
no rabbit got all of these carrots
that b+tch is a rat like a ferret
this money is what ima marriage
n+ggas always sleeping on the kid
so ima tuck ’em in
rolling deep mercedes sprinter van is what i’m leaving in
in a couple years b+tch you gon see me in that cullanin
gucci on my feet and moncler jacket what i’m stuntin’ in
ima stroke it twice like tiger woods i got a mulligan
n+ggas got me mad i’m seeing red like a republican
b+tches love the swag they looking at me when i’m coming in
bet against the kid i bet they never do that sh+t again
[chorus]
i can’t think when i’m sippin’ on this juice
i be with my n+ggas, turn me up and let’s get loose
treat ’em like a twix cause all my b+tches come in two’s
we was on an island yeah that’s real expensive views
[post chorus]
boutta pop out with the gang it’s up, it’s stuck
i’m breaking a sweat cause’ i run it
doing whatever i want, i don’t give a f+ck
i had to turn nothing to something
i’m always playing for keeps
i’m wearing red bottoms, they already know how i’m bummin’
i’m in the back of the bach, i can’t tell a lie
yung solly j never be frontin’
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