Juiced Freestyle ft. DMN Benji Lyrics

I don’t wanna get it too live shit

I been hanging wit the boo, 5' 6"

I been looking at the true ties n em loose ties in that truth I spit

Everything you wanna do I did

If you got that chew, I dip

Get ahead n now my crew thriving n too dominant who wanna get juiced over my jukebox?

Leave a brother hanging from the rooftop

Nothing on your lady but the tube socks

Leave the pussy leaking from the boom box n that juice box become loose box

Give her back, when she shoe shop

Eat it up n make another food stop

Half of the people hate me and half of the people probably want me inside of 'em like a flu shot

Bad women, bad beginnings

Hot midsection

No feelings, and a sad finish with a happy ending like, uh

But see the rap game is like trash picking

Most of this shit is garbage now, gotta dig hard to find magnificence uh

Still in economy never ride slow

Thinking I'mma probably get to first class, and then end up looking back, wishing I was broke

Like "fuck", but what else to do

Help is too hard to find, I tried hard to save the

World, and I ended up feeling selfish too, shit

I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands

I can dream in color, dream of commas, dream of bands (Oh)

I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands

I been seeing bands, I been seeing bands (Oh)

I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands

I can dream in color, dream of commas, dream of bands (Oh)

I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands

I been seeing bands, I been seeing bands

Cheetah print on my bitch

Tell your kids not to listen

Won’t clean but I glisten

You might have to stop All that old fat lady

Bitching

Smoking all of your mids and

You don’t take care of your kids and

Wait

Now I’m dripping

I don’t care if you listen

Just make sure when you see me

Keep it pure like it’s Fiji

Cause you don’t know where I might be

And you don’t know what you might see

Lost way too many bitches I ain’t worried about

True love with my bank account

You just might not make it out

Behind the back how I fake 'em out

You get bitches you take 'em out

We the mafia we wear 'em out

Gears grinding, we air 'em out

Ew, dude! “Gears grinding we air them out?!? Are you serious?

You actually thought that sounded good?”

"Man… Fuck it. At least I gave y’all what you wanted"

And became what I wanted

Soul so cold, but the flame be the hottest

"Oh no no", what they say when I'm on it

I don't know your name, I just came, for the commas

And the dash, and the space, but I aim for the comets

Bang with a sonnet

Hey girl, I'm sorry that you're cute, but you really ain't the flavor I wanted

Hate to break it to you baby girl, but if we vibing in the club and you don't shake it

We ain't made for each other

Mini James finna Harden

And I see your bitch name in the comments

And when I give your pussy ass a check

Just understand it ain't a banker deposit

I see the passion n the pain in the project

And the fact that I'm insane when I'm on it

I want to get this shit going from Maine to Bahamas

And then sleep the whole way there with a mattress in a plane with a sauna

I could drive this game into the ground without an engineer

Whip the kicks the feet the wheels the motor mouth the engine ears

I don’t want to hear about your SoundCloud

When the drunkest fucking hype man at my show is more talented than your engineer

The end is near

Dropped out of college n now I'm on top of the freshman class

Guess I'm a Nazi with grammar because I'm correcting these sinners with techs and mags

Yes, you're F.A.T

Fuck it, you're Fugly And Trash

Got no respect for that

You're like a bodybuilder with obesity got up on stage

And then flex the flab, it's gross (It's gross!)

Give me the loot and I’ll dash

We in that Jag and it’s fast

Pass me the cash

Jagged edge of my past

But we past that

Only show love if the ass fat

It ain’t real love I can’t mask that

Now I got money in NASDAQ

That bitch looking fragile, a glass back

Tell me that that ain’t a flashback

She take it well and she snap back

I like these girls with an attitude

Tell you what’s real they won’t flatter you

I ain’t playin’ with you, I ain’t playin’ with you

Where’d he take you to dinner

I told you, to the Chinese place, nigga

You eat ten Whoppers and shit?

No! First beginning he took me to Chinese

He took yo ass to all you can eat buffet, didn’t he?

No he did not!