Hummer And A Jacob - OJ Da Juiceman

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Real D-boys with stacks on deck

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Young Juiceman with stacks on deck

Thirty thousand dollar Hummer, I’m flexing on the industry

Right hand aqua blue, chain a hundred karat

Busting down bricks, numbers doing trigonometry

Thirty inch round shoe, chrome Hummer

Left hand nasty with a stupid fruity recipe

Drop a 62 and she whip back 93

Blue and white Jacob, the same color the '73

Prada shoe walking, in two minutes, I done spent a key

And that’s 'fore for a rap check, dog, you understand me?

Young Juiceman and my donk got that candy

Blowing out the pound and this kush sent from Cali

Fifty bricks in: «Goddamn, Juice, you swagging»

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Real D-boys with stacks on deck

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Young Juiceman with stacks on deck

Sixty thousand dollar Jacob before a rap check

Busting down squares, posted on Bouldercrest

Right hand good, but I’m superb with my left

Pitching off the mound, but the curveball went left

Rapping in the industry, but I’m trapping for my wealth

Thirty thousand dollar Hummer, I catch it off the shelf

«How you do that there?»

'Cause I’m the number one chef

And I don’t need no 'cause it cook up by itself

Put me in the store, six dollars, all for sale

So Icey D-boss, put me on the scale

Young Juiceman and you know I’ll make it rain

Bouldercrest posted with them blocks of that caine

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Real D-boys with stacks on deck

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Young Juiceman with stacks on deck

Three hundred strong 'fore I jumped off in this rap game

Told Ms. Deb one album’ll buy an airplane

Big Gucc just chill, Gucc Troop, I got you, man

I got them stupid rubberbands, swagging on the industry

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Real D-boys with stacks on deck

Hummer and a Jacob before a rap check

Hundred karat chain and I ain’t broke nan sweat

Busting down bricks and I don’t need no check

Young Juiceman with stacks on deck

Okay

Aye, aye, aye, aye, okay

Aye

Okay

Aye, aye, aye, aye, okay