[Verse 1: Meek Mill] Rather eat crumbs with bums 'fore I split my steak with you snake ass niggas I rather stay down with my day ones 'fore I come around you fake ass niggas I rather have a broke real bitch 'fore I ever deal with y'all fake ass bitches And I ain't with the flooding on the 'gram I don't really fuck with you, don't take my picture nigga Posted on the corner with a 40 on my hip, Godzilla We was getting to it when they hit my nigga Dean, that's when shit got realer I was on the Southside really outside got guns got killers Started from the bottom of the bottom now its bottles popping in the sky villa Catch a body, be a body I'm from where you couldn't talk you ain't be about it I ain't really with the talkin', let's be G about it When we catch you niggas slipping we gon' see about it And these niggas get to talking like they know me Finna turn me to the old me Should've listened to my momma when she told me Now these bitches throwing pussy cause they owe me
[Hook: Meek Mill] I got the juice, nigga I got the juice Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe When I hop out the coupe Real niggas I'mma salute Cause I got the juice, I got the juice Nigga I got the juice, she popping pussy Like I'm Uncle Luke Cause I got the juice
[Verse 2: Meek Mill] Counting million dollars gon' fuck something Put an eight up in my Phantom I don't want none Nigga looking I don't tuck nothing My nigga Ernie got thirty trying to slump something I make the call to Arizona and the truck coming Yeah, Papi, come dump somethin' Bust them up we don't tuck nothing Take a bird to the table we don't front nothing I'm a north nigga at the end of the day Gun butt a nigga with the end of the K Kick you in your ass and send you away Don't come around here like your niggas are safe Cause all my hittas going bllllrrrt stick 'em Fuck if you with 'em Its money and murder if you fuck with my niggas You come to my city I fucked all them bitches I fucked all them bitches cause
[Hook: Meek Mill] I got the juice, nigga I got the juice Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe When I hop out the coupe Real niggas I'mma salute Cause I got the juice, I got the juice Nigga I got the juice, she popping pussy Like I'm Uncle Luke Cause I got the juice
[Verse 3: Meek Mill] All she ever wanted was a trap nigga Every time you ever saw me I was strapped nigga Getting blunted in the back nigga No this ain't a 550, this a Bach, nigga Nigga prolly spend you car money on your act nigga Couple band 5 racks nigga You caught beefing where you at nigga You caught beefing when we clap niggas
[Outro: Meek Mill] I got the juice, nigga I got the juice Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe Load up the chopper screaming R.I.P. Snupe Bout to pop out the roof cause I got the juiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
