Текст песни Nark0tik - Juice

Still ride around wit dat choppa intact
Nigga talk crazy
Get shot in the back
Christian Dior what I got on my back
Bitch she a whore
Giving neck to the strap
Blood on my feet
Had da ice out the teeth
Porsche Carrera
2 tone on the seat
Watch how it ride when I up out da heat
Short wit da temper better watch how u speak
Can't entertain
Less u come for the meat
V Files n NY
On Thursday Supreme
Stay wit the dippers
Got love for da feins
God bless ya heart
While u plot out the schemes
Rick Owen
Memphis
It all was a dream
Stuck in my shit
Had 2 much of da lean
Still countin bank
Got da guwop on a leash
Mushi, mushi, mushi, mushi, please
Wax off dat pussy
Don't need it yeast
Fuck these niggas
Don't bite me
Just pay da fee
Caught wit white out
It sell out like graphic tees
Online chakra
I sakura
Like Tsunade
Sometime I start to feel like a nobody
Cause im raging in hell don't need nobody, killing pain wit these pills
I'm off 2 Molly
FEMTO god
Like a idol
Got new bodies
Death of my teenage
20 years old in July
Dat my c day
Run up Chanel
In dat Gucci
Dats rebate
Fly out 2 LA
To meet up
No delays
Guns in the sprinter
Ain't purge in like 3 days
Open God hand
Sacrifice
Dats like 3 eggs
Sunny side up
Baby need me like 3 eggs
Fresh in the morning
I'm back out like replay