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Nellison - Juice Lyrics



Nellison - Juice Lyrics




I don't know why you think imma stop bitch (No)
Flyin through a moat swimmin f*ck a float
Deep within the shits f*ck it sellin bricks
Now I don't give a f*ck
Imma beat yo ass you punk
Wasn't big before but now I'm strapped
And I'll destroy you if you test me won't impress me
Don't digest it you won't get shit never lessen what's impressin me
That's because I matter I got people
You got punks
Just the system you a runt
Comin up no talent none
Bitch
Blowin up my phone
You just scared because you home alone
You snitch and you expectin there won't be a smith and Wesson
It's a lesson no depression you a bitch is what I'm stressin
Go to mass like it's confession
Collectin
All the different weapons
It's a blessing how you finally f*ckin
Fessing up to the damn luck of the draw you just get it when you ball
Imma see you when you fall and you're gonna know
I saw it all motherf*cker damn
I am not a man
I'm just a boy tryna live wit the juice f*ck a lid
Concept nonsense
Talkin bout that on site steak knife
Hit you in the back right
I ain't tryna do nobody dirty if you talkin
Imma hit a lick take a pic do ya dig let it rip

What you got? Juice
What you bout? Juice
What you know? Juice
What you got? Juice
What you thinkin? Juice
All you know? Juice

I been thinkin different hardly gifted
Kinda shifted stick a shiv right in it
Take the hits until I'm f*ckin lifted
Check the feed report the damn mission
God could not save these wicked
Social media is our vice
Judging people tryna live life
Never let the kids play nice
Make it look good and post twice
Vaccinate the different hope to change em
F*ck a sickness this is a contagion
Living all inside of a sedation
Convince me of this future cause I'm patient
Juice right on my phone I won't take it
F*ck the system but I still played it
Just a damn game we ain't make it
Lay it on the table f*ck grace right
Feed the poor just cause you think it looks nice
F*ck with me I'll cock back twice
Two rounds and only one life
Guess I'm just a cop with no remorse
See a kid and put em to the floor
What you thinkin bout your post or whore?
F*ck if I know anymore

What you got? Juice
What you bout? Juice
What you know? Juice
What you got? Juice
What you thinkin? Juice
All you know? Juice
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I don't know why you think imma stop bitch (No)
Flyin through a moat swimmin f*ck a float
Deep within the shits f*ck it sellin bricks
Now I don't give a f*ck
Imma beat yo ass you punk
Wasn't big before but now I'm strapped
And I'll destroy you if you test me won't impress me
Don't digest it you won't get shit never lessen what's impressin me
That's because I matter I got people
You got punks
Just the system you a runt
Comin up no talent none
Bitch
Blowin up my phone
You just scared because you home alone
You snitch and you expectin there won't be a smith and Wesson
It's a lesson no depression you a bitch is what I'm stressin
Go to mass like it's confession
Collectin
All the different weapons
It's a blessing how you finally f*ckin
Fessing up to the damn luck of the draw you just get it when you ball
Imma see you when you fall and you're gonna know
I saw it all motherf*cker damn
I am not a man
I'm just a boy tryna live wit the juice f*ck a lid
Concept nonsense
Talkin bout that on site steak knife
Hit you in the back right
I ain't tryna do nobody dirty if you talkin
Imma hit a lick take a pic do ya dig let it rip

What you got? Juice
What you bout? Juice
What you know? Juice
What you got? Juice
What you thinkin? Juice
All you know? Juice

I been thinkin different hardly gifted
Kinda shifted stick a shiv right in it
Take the hits until I'm f*ckin lifted
Check the feed report the damn mission
God could not save these wicked
Social media is our vice
Judging people tryna live life
Never let the kids play nice
Make it look good and post twice
Vaccinate the different hope to change em
F*ck a sickness this is a contagion
Living all inside of a sedation
Convince me of this future cause I'm patient
Juice right on my phone I won't take it
F*ck the system but I still played it
Just a damn game we ain't make it
Lay it on the table f*ck grace right
Feed the poor just cause you think it looks nice
F*ck with me I'll cock back twice
Two rounds and only one life
Guess I'm just a cop with no remorse
See a kid and put em to the floor
What you thinkin bout your post or whore?
F*ck if I know anymore

What you got? Juice
What you bout? Juice
What you know? Juice
What you got? Juice
What you thinkin? Juice
All you know? Juice
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Writer: Nicholas Ellison
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