Lyrics Yung Juice - OJ da Juiceman

Yung juice man gotdammit im the shit (aye)

Yung juice man got dam im ballin, stupid racked up from all the js callin,
Trap doin numbas that keep the juice balling 68 chevy got ya main girl callin,
72 donk and i rode it to the malland prettey girls was choosin and the haters crawlin
24 DUBs skinnys and they crawlin, bought da h2 and i rode it down moreland,
40 racks gone and the juice was still ballin, trap money nothin, rap money stuntin,
Breitling watch cost me 31 duckies, 62 cutlass and it got da buckets.

Yung juice man gotdammit im the shit (aye)

Yung juice man gotdammit im the shit, boomin off the chain workin wit 50 bricks,
Stayin down for money, yeah i get dat money, 08 magnum, same color as honey,
Frostedflake maxima and it get dat money, 08 trappin still servin junkies,
Dime point 9 so you know im doin numbas, sun valley shawty, trappin all summer,
Money so long man i had to buy da hummer, give it to my nephew when he turn a certain number, got so much money man i still spoil her momma, throw a hood day every gotdam summer.

Yung juice man gotdammit im the shit (aye)

Yung juice man yeah dat me yeah dat me, posted in yo hood dawg cant u see the cartatski,
Smokin on the kushay and its dat loud pack, stupid stupid loud pack i stay smokin loudpack,
Texaco shawty, servin all da wildcats, whippin up da deuces da house is where dat drop at,
Round da corner up da street is where u find that loud pack, ruger p90 will pin yo damn wig back, keep dat shit 100 man u know dat im a trill cat, runnin wit dat loud pack da house is where dem pills at, yung juice man stay strapped like da black cats, 32 ent Ill put that on your hood jack