Cray - OJ Da Juiceman

I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet

Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit

I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet

Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit

Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray (2x)

Chyeah, Aye…

Juiceman in this motherfucker, yessir

Chyeah

Aye…

I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet

Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit

Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray (2x)

Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray

I got pills, I got bags, I got goddamn babies

Standing over the stove cooking fish just like a sailor

Got your baby girl

I got all kind of drugs, I can serve you like a waiter

I’m quick with the rock, some like Dion Waders

And this black and gray strap got me feeling the Raiders

Bales in the closet overprotected by them lasers

This .44 Bulldog turn a hater to a vapor

While these bricks coming in, still serving in Decatur

Money count machine had to help me count this paper

, we’ll call them hoes the Lakers

I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet

Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit

Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray (2x)

Refrigerator burr-y, got right wrist like Katy Perry

When I get it to the Crest, young Juiceman dump 'em in a hurry

Plug done passed the rock, got assist like Stephen Curry

Got some pills all in the cabinet known to keep your vision blurry

And I’m drinking up the lean, bricks in a Saleen

Sunday clean, got straps like the A-Team

Cinnabon drum, silence

With my wrist in the pot, got me looking Kareem

Sitting in the trap, nonstop like a machine

Front door, back door (3x)

I just want it all, nigga love to hear that ping (2x)

I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet

Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit

Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray (2x)