[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]
Young n*gga, I Got's the Juice
[Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e]
Young n*gga I got's the juice, I beat you you calling a truce
Going all off in the booth, Margela the brand of my boots, yeah
I make 50 and I stack and stack and stack, You n*ggas better know Jay is back and back and
Back to the paper chase I will never lack, and up running sh*t with the label on the map and ah
Damn, who got the flow? Better than most of these n*ggas I know
Imma show you who is really A List, Watch out lil b*tch Cause I'm up and I go
Loving when n*ggas be hating on me, That means that we finna make it homie
All of the late nights when we were up working, We did it Joe Taylor caking homie
Getting a check after check after check and it ain't really much but some ice on my neck
But that ice on my neck could put n*ggas in debt and just watch me cause soon I'll be whipping a jet
Foreigns Foreigns yes I mean foreigns, I'll be all up cashing while you are straight snoring
Was 15 a feature but now it is 40 my n*gga we shining and we here recording cause n*gga
[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]
Young n*gga, I Got's the Juice
[Verse 2: NizzMey]
NizzMey, Oh yeah n*gga I got the juice, Most of you n*ggas want to see me lose
f*ck all you n*ggas I ain't going down, I'mma keep stacking and making ya'll frown
p*ssing you off just by f*cking around, Joe Taylor b*tch yeah we running the town
Calm down lil n*gga I'm using my nouns and just like 2Pac said yeah I get around
Nemy Rose my man you've done it again! Made us another one so we can get
This cash, Call all the b*tches up fast, we having a party and I'm finna smash
Life is a b*tch but yeah we getting passed, I want this money to give to my Dad
Syke, That n*gga ain't getting no sh*t but a binky cause where was he at when I needed that?
[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]
Young n*gga, I Got's the Juice