Juice (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Ca$h Out]
Got choppers on choppers
Got b*tches on b*tches
My ho do the dishes
We play in them kitchens
My whip is on sixes
Got pounds of the chickens
Rolex’s on wrists
Your b*tches is missing

[Verse 1: Cash Out]
We in the trap house
We selling that loud
We cooking up oz
Come shop at my store
You liking my glow
I’m liking your ho
She put on a show
Do it on the low
A stack on her shoes
50 racks on my jewels
They say I’m so cool
I’m breaking the news
I’m breaking the rules
They try to keep up
I keep switching up
I keep geeking up
It must be the Yeezy's
Yeah baby mama the squeezes
The all on their knees-es
They thinking I’m Yeezus
My piece yeah its Jesus
My money got creases
My cars got no leases
My house got no leases
[Chorus: Ca$h Out]
Got choppers on choppers
Got b*tches on b*tches
My ho do the dishes
We play in them kitchens
My whip is on sixes
Got pounds of the chickens
Rolex’s on wrists
Your b*tches is missing

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I'm from Chiraq ('Cago n*gga)
The count like Iraq (we bombin' n*gga)
Smoke opps out the pack (dead n*ggas)
Broad day with my ice on (I did n*gga)
.40 Ruger shoota kill you talkin stupid
Kiss my Rollie cutie
Trap house on Gucci
2K on the Gucci
My life is like a movie
I cannot keep her
That b*tch is a eater
Imma go deeper
Plan B and I'll leave her
I can't go lil b*tch I can't go
You f*cked the fame lil ho I can't go
Let's get it
Choppa choppa choppa
Need a lean doctor
Topic topic topic
Name another n*gga hotter
And its me and Cash Out
Tweak yo ass out
What the cash bout
What ya mads bout
In my fast lane, aye
Choppa go bang
[Chorus: Ca$h Out]Got choppers on choppers
Got b*tches on b*tches
My ho do the dishes
We play in them kitchens
My whip is on sixes
Got pounds of the chickens
Rolex’s on wrists
Your b*tches is missing

[Verse 3: Cash Out]
Down from the south
They seizing me up
Your ho texting me
She eating me up
She sucking me up
I tinted my truck
I’m getting my buzz
I’m killing you dubs
I’m feeling like Pablo
I rock Ferragamo
I just hit the lotto
Got green in the tacos
I’m getting my nachos
I’m getting my cheese
I’m all in Belize
I’m rocking the seas
My diamonds is water
I paid off my lawyer
I don’t want your offer
Kill you for an offer
[?] they taught you
Can’t smell like a fish
I cook in the dish
I out with your b*tch
[Chorus: Ca$h Out]
Got choppers on choppers
Got b*tches on b*tches
My ho do the dishes
We play in them kitchens
My whip is on sixes
Got pounds of the chickens
Rolex’s on wrists
Your b*tches is missing