Juice!

(album: Trapstar - 2018)

[Starlito:] "Can't Get caught with this... Ahhhh"

[Trapperman Dale:]
Ooooh. My mindframe through the roof
Got too much sauce for this juice
Got too much pride not to shoot
Aye, mail mine. They gon' tell lies, when they see me flying in this coupe. (skirt)
Don't ask me, ask your bitch why she got caught outside of my room. (huh)
Aye, I ain't going home to noon. (nah)
My bitch got a whole tool, I'm at Green Hill's picking up Loub's
All she wanted was some time, she don't give a flying fuck about shoes
And I've been trying to watch the news
My lil partner ran off on old dude
He had the nerve to come through, let off bout ten off at mom dukes. (damn)
These hoes will never tell the truth. (nah)
I'm stacking mine to the roof
Out of state, minding mine, who is you? (Trap)
Aye, bottom line I'm the truth
Put on 101, made that bitch too. (scrape scrape)
I rubber band five stacks, made another five just to get loose
Trap House, Grey Goose, Dark Stout, ATCHOO!
Let that bitch slide through to get swooped
My old lady gon' shoot, if she ever find out about you
I'm always looking for the proof
Sipping Don Julio on the roof
Got too much sauce for this Juice
Got too much sauce for this...

Juice, got too much sauce for this Juice
Got too much pride not to shoot
My clientele through the roof
I got too much sauce for this...
I ot too much sauce for this Juice
Got too much pride not to shoot
My clientele through the roof...

[Starlito:]
But, I can't get caught with this tool
But, I be damned if I get caught without it
Your broad one of these calls I'm dodging
I don't really wanna talk about it
I don't like how my neighbors stare
Think I need to get away from there
Ain't no credit, hell nah, sad stories you can save it, I don't get paid to care
No bottle service, no tables. I've just been saving, working on my patience, yeah
Just checked a dime off my Paypal
I ain't gon lie, I don't play fair
They gon slide by the daycare
And you ain't gon ride at the state fair... (bitch ass nigga)
Can't take it back, once you take it there
Nigga take your charge, never take the stand, if you're taking chances. (Grind Hard)
Ran a hundred up with lil fam, and we ain't take advances. (yeah)
Split the play with Band
Too much paper, no payment plan
Way too busy to make enemies
Too much pride, I snuck in the heat
And it's lemon squeeze, I got the Juice

Juice, got too much sauce for this Juice
Got too much pride not to shoot
My clientele through the roof
I got too much sauce for this...
I ot too much sauce for this Juice
Got too much pride not to shoot
My clientele through the roof...
I got too much sauce for this...