Look at This sh*t lyrics
by OJ da Juiceman
[Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman]
All these racks up in my pocket, b*tch look at this sh*t
Clear diamonds in my ear, b*tch look at this sh*t
VVS's on my neck, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
Man I'm walking with a sack, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
All about a damb bag, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
[Verse 1: OJ Da Juiceman]
[?] it's a million dollar crook
Off the hook, pockets looking like some books
Damb I'm cold, [?] like Captain Hook
When I pull up to the club, I make everybody look
Stop look and listen, make them pay attention
Designer shoe walking, you can judge my pimpin
[?] I was in [?]
Gucci Mane Shawty, [?]
Belt made of [?], million made instantly
Most of these rap n*ggas got some sensisitivity
Big [?] chains, statue of Liberty
Young Juiceman, b*tch you should stop and look at me
[Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman]
All these racks up in my pocket, b*tch look at this sh*t
Clear diamonds in my ear, b*tch look at this sh*t
VVS's on my neck, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
Man I'm walking with a sack, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
All about a damb bag, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]
Bands on dеck, racks [?]
East Atlanta working, made it from the deck
32 [?] thе inside of the crib
Hundred bands, shawty [?] that sh*t [?]
Working with a [?], [?]
Wanted 36, Imma make about 40
Robin jeans saggin, cause the gwop got them falling
Blowin on that gass, same color as [?]
Got them staring hard, like I'm the main target
Add two guns, [?]
Rubber band shawty, club favorite [?]
[?]
[Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman]
All these racks up in my pocket, b*tch look at this sh*t
Clear diamonds in my ear, b*tch look at this sh*t
VVS's on my neck, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
Man I'm walking with a sack, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
All about a damb bag, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
[Verse 3: Tank]
When they call you Tank, Fresh the motherf*cking man
[?] na b*tch, these [?]
Hoes see the AP on the wrist, they staring [?]
[?] now the feds wanna aprohend
In [?] and you know I make it twerk
[?] hella fresh, got that 5 dollar work
5 for the 5, for them n*ggas go berserk
Really [?] cause I'm up [?]
[?] in the 6 I was spazzin
[?] 5 grams
I'm a real hustler, [?]
[?] like a muffler
I know you see me running p a check, b*tch I like to flex
Everytime I swag past, your b*tch, you know she break her neck
[?] tryna hit me with the [?] I ain't break a sweat
Told [?] I payed the bill [?]
[Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman]
All these racks up in my pocket, b*tch look at this sh*t
Clear diamonds in my ear, b*tch look at this sh*t
VVS's on my neck, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
Man I'm walking with a sack, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t
All about a damb bag, b*tch look at this sh*t
Look at this sh*t, b*tch look at this sh*t