Ain't No Rapper - Juice

Still winning, we gonna stay get money

So you niggas know what it is, 4/20 bitch

High ain’t no coming down

Roll up let’s burn up

Turn up ain’t no turning down

Chasing this fast money ain’t no slowing down

Hol' up let’s pour up for up cause it’s going down

Break it down, rolling up

My money too long can’t fold it up

Poured up I’m drunk as fuck

I take more alcohol than a open cut

Early morning getting to the bread

So I call it breakfast in bed

Real nigga don’t believe in ghost

But I’m stil chasing these dead prez

My eyes so low, I’m so lit

I might nod off after one more hit

In a foreign whip with a foreign bitch

I live every night like a porno flick

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, ho don’t kill my buzz

Bitch I’m so fresh and clean but my cup is full of mud

If she not fucking she gotta go

One monkey won’t stop the show

I’m backstage with a flock of hoes

And I’m getting blowed like snotty noes

Hollywood I’m still stuntin', makin' paper all around the country

I’m getting throwed, fucking hoes, getting dome and counting money

Let’s blow it all can’t take it with us

Step out the car they takin' pictures

That’s paparazzi, that’s TMZ

My Mercedes Benz that’s AMG

Eyes like I’m chinese, out in Tokyo

Check my passport homie I do global shows

And I stay high ain’t coming down

Smoking light green, don’t fuck with brown

Rollin' up that loud, your dope ain’t making no sound

I roll through the hood in that new Bugatti coupe

Pull up on yo baby momma, she treat my dick like a flute

Juicy J kilin' the game, go ahead and buy you a suit

I spend yo ho signing bonus on just one pair of shoes

Let’s get high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh

Pour up a deuce

Matter fact make that four

Ok, now you got the juice

And I stay high, ain’t coming down

Smoke light green, don’t fuck with brown

High…