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YNE - Juice Lyrics



YNE - Juice Lyrics




The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone
Stop, Hold On
Please leave me alone
I already seen the chick without her clothes
Blowing up my text talking
Bout she wanna bone

But I'm
Crack pot cooking in the kitchen
Cooking up that heat a niggas so efficient
Cannot be like me, limited edition
In my city I ain't overwhelmed I got no competition

Niggas full of shit they need some Colgate
Baby thicker than the place that I stay
Baby mama love me and everything that I say
I got her sweats that say my name I own a estate

Diamonds on my neck chris tucker Friday DAMN
Fetty wap
YAW baby like comin my way
Drag racing with my niggas thru the highway
I can go 0-100 don't try me

The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone
Stop, Hold On
Please leave me alone
I already seen the chick without her clothes
Blowing up my text talking
Bout she wanna bone

The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone STOP
Hold On Bitch leave me alone
I already seen the chick without her clothes
Blowing up my text talking
Bout she wanna bone
But I'm

Crack pot cooking in the kitchen
Cooking up that heat a niggas so efficient
Cannot be like me, limited edition
In my city I ain't overwhelmed I got no competition

For this year
It's a change
Play no games
Stay away
From the fakes
They ain't safe
I can do that by the days

It's a fact
I don't lack
Ima grind
For my stacks
For my tracks
It's a life
Every f*cking beat snack

I do
Big tings with my f*cking brothers

You on the bench
YNE we the f*cking starters

You wanna feature
Show me proof that you are better

You killing me you gotta save that shit for later

I know we friends but we can't hang if you ain't doing same thang

This season for winners can't relate we are not the same

I'm starting to feel hate I'm making moves
I'm big leader
You bitch ass nigga you follower

Had to f*ck around and take my mask off
Actually f*ck it Ima keep my mask on
Wrist feelin itchy took the cast off like these niggas ain't f*cking
Do they parts they gon have to make a new cast yall
I ain't even mean to go and spazz yall
Like it's spoken word I'm finna snap dawg
I'm the upper echelon of rap dawg
Been real with it no fake nigga
Put the middle finger to u fake niggas
Cut my grass to pull out all the snake niggas
I'm great nigga it's fate nigga
So what the f*ck you really thank nigga
I'm tryna run up all the banks nigga
To my f*cking city I give thanks nigga
In the big body no tank nigga always keep a ratchet where's clank nigga
Hella bad bitches whatchu thank dawg
My last shordie I would rate dawg after her I might not even date dawg
Cause you new bitches got me f*cked up tryna catch a nigga by mistake dawg
There's a lotta bitches who been callin me
Likely for some clout or cheese probably
Never trust a hoe you know the motto be
I'm just focus working on myself
Working on my wealth
Every move in stealth
Managing my health
You know how it has to be

The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone
Stop, hold on
Please leave me alone
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The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone
Stop, Hold On
Please leave me alone
I already seen the chick without her clothes
Blowing up my text talking
Bout she wanna bone

But I'm
Crack pot cooking in the kitchen
Cooking up that heat a niggas so efficient
Cannot be like me, limited edition
In my city I ain't overwhelmed I got no competition

Niggas full of shit they need some Colgate
Baby thicker than the place that I stay
Baby mama love me and everything that I say
I got her sweats that say my name I own a estate

Diamonds on my neck chris tucker Friday DAMN
Fetty wap
YAW baby like comin my way
Drag racing with my niggas thru the highway
I can go 0-100 don't try me

The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone
Stop, Hold On
Please leave me alone
I already seen the chick without her clothes
Blowing up my text talking
Bout she wanna bone

The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone STOP
Hold On Bitch leave me alone
I already seen the chick without her clothes
Blowing up my text talking
Bout she wanna bone
But I'm

Crack pot cooking in the kitchen
Cooking up that heat a niggas so efficient
Cannot be like me, limited edition
In my city I ain't overwhelmed I got no competition

For this year
It's a change
Play no games
Stay away
From the fakes
They ain't safe
I can do that by the days

It's a fact
I don't lack
Ima grind
For my stacks
For my tracks
It's a life
Every f*cking beat snack

I do
Big tings with my f*cking brothers

You on the bench
YNE we the f*cking starters

You wanna feature
Show me proof that you are better

You killing me you gotta save that shit for later

I know we friends but we can't hang if you ain't doing same thang

This season for winners can't relate we are not the same

I'm starting to feel hate I'm making moves
I'm big leader
You bitch ass nigga you follower

Had to f*ck around and take my mask off
Actually f*ck it Ima keep my mask on
Wrist feelin itchy took the cast off like these niggas ain't f*cking
Do they parts they gon have to make a new cast yall
I ain't even mean to go and spazz yall
Like it's spoken word I'm finna snap dawg
I'm the upper echelon of rap dawg
Been real with it no fake nigga
Put the middle finger to u fake niggas
Cut my grass to pull out all the snake niggas
I'm great nigga it's fate nigga
So what the f*ck you really thank nigga
I'm tryna run up all the banks nigga
To my f*cking city I give thanks nigga
In the big body no tank nigga always keep a ratchet where's clank nigga
Hella bad bitches whatchu thank dawg
My last shordie I would rate dawg after her I might not even date dawg
Cause you new bitches got me f*cked up tryna catch a nigga by mistake dawg
There's a lotta bitches who been callin me
Likely for some clout or cheese probably
Never trust a hoe you know the motto be
I'm just focus working on myself
Working on my wealth
Every move in stealth
Managing my health
You know how it has to be

The Bitch just keeps on blowing up my phone
Stop, hold on
Please leave me alone
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