I'm like
Damnnnnnn
Why you talk a lot of shit
Why yo mouth open
And you always running lip
Call the ground frozen
Cause I know you gonna slip
Bitch I got the sauce
You fell apart just like a chip
I'm like
Damnnnnnn
Why you talk a lot of shit
Why yo mouth open
And you always running lip
Call the ground frozen
Cause I know you gonna slip
Bitch I got the sauce
You fell apart just like a chip
They wanna talk shit behind my back because they know they can
Bitch I'm so fly
No amount of hate could make me land
Nowadays bitches get to shake it for the gram
Aye aye aye f*ck uncle SAM
Real niggas do what they gotta
Like most niggas I barely had a father
The only time I get to f*ck around is
With yo daughter
I pray to god, god, god, god I'm not a father
Boss moves
On point like harpoons
Had to paint the beat like a f*ckin art room
Almost 22 and I'm still watching cartoons
Juceey is my name
I'm a star in a dark room
I'm like
Damnnnnnn
Why you talk a lot of shit
Why yo mouth open
And you always running lip
Call the ground frozen
Cause I know you gonna slip
Bitch I got the sauce
You fell apart just like a chip
I'm like
Damnnnnnn
Why you talk a lot of shit
Why yo mouth open
And you always running lip
Call the ground frozen
Cause I know you gonna slip
Bitch I got the sauce
You fell apart just like a chip
I'm like
Damnnnnnn
Why you talk a lot of shit
Why yo mouth open
And you always running lip
Call the ground frozen
Cause I know you gonna slip
Bitch I got the sauce
You fell apart just like a chip