Tiny Meat Gang - Juice lyrics

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Tiny Meat Gang - Juice lyrics

You skinny f**ers can't relate (you skinny f**ers can't relate) I'm waiting tables with the way I'm stacking plates (waiting tables) Ain't a dealer but I'm pushin' bars (pushin' bars) I'm seven at the 24 on Sunset Boulevard Might be ashamed if you pull up on that press (pull up on that press) I'm on my algebra, b**h yeah we get X (we get X) I'll take you out (I'll take you out) This ain't a flex (blergh) f** around and aim these cannons at your chest I don't pop bars, no Adderal (no Adderal) I'm not one to f** around with molly bruh (don't f** around) I don't drink booze, no Grey Goose (no Grey Goose) Man, the only thing I'm f**in' with is juice (only thing I'm f**in' with) I don't pop pills, no c**aine (no c**aine) I can't mess with that it's messin' with my gains (messin' with my game) I don't sip lean, no codeine Man, the only thing I'm f**in' with is T (only thing I'm f**in' with) I see you brought your gang gang witcha (gang witcha) Actin' like some hard hitters (pew pew) A couple 4.5's rip ya I'm takin' shots no picture My test' level on the Richter Your girl pull up on her knees, that's a deadlift (yup) You put down two instead of three, boy, that's a set trip (trip trip) I smash a hundred milligrams this a gear shift (pew) I'm hittin' depth, hard flex, watch my threads rip I don't pop bars, no Adderal (no Adderal) I'm not one to f** around with molly bruh (don't f** around) I don't drink booze, no Grey Goose (no grey goose) Man, the only thing I'm f**in' with is juice (only thing I'm f**in' with) I don't pop pills, no c**aine (no c**aine) I can't mess with that it's messin' with my gains (messin' with my game) I don't sip lean, no codeine Man, the only thing I'm f**in' with is T (only thing I'm f**in' with) If you some women you get hit on Moon-man with the cycle that I been on But in my dick I'm losing feelin' I'm lookin' in the mirror, tryna cum, that's my mission I been takin' mad sh**, poppin' little blue pills in the sack, liquid T in my fridge Dedicated to the gains And my family feelin' shame but it's worth the sh** runnin' through my veins I don't pop bars, nowhere to run (nowhere to run) I'm not one to f** around with molly bruh (don't f** around) I don't drink booze, no Grey Goose (no grey goose) Man, the only thing I'm f**in' with is juice (only thing I'm f**in' with) I don't pop pills, no c**aine (no c**aine) I can't mess with that it's messin' with my gains (messin' with my game) I don't sip lean, no codeine Man, the only thing I'm f**in' with is tea