I Sell - OJ Da Juiceman

I sell bricks, I sell deuces, I sell fours, I sell nines

I got pills, I got lean, I got pounds all different kinds

I sell verses, sell out shows, 442 Forgiato

And she squatted on the flo'

Crest nigga, show yo gold

Aye!

30 racks to say the «Aye»

I be boomin, bunking, trappin, hustlin just 'bout every day

Okay!

20 more to say «Okay»

Selling bricks and cooking fours, 442 Forgiato

Well damn!

Sipping lean and blowing kush

Skrrrt!

Just sold my young nigga a deuce

Skrrrt!

That’s the rear end on the 442

I told you that young Juice the truth

I’m boomin', bunkin' what it do?

My niggas will kill

jumping back

Jumping jack, rubberband snapping on another stack

For real

All I got is work to twerk

Snake skinned seats, murked a serpent for the vert

They told me chill

I ain’t even turn up yet, y’all ain’t even seen nothing

I’ll rob you if you if you lucky

So what the deal?

Riding 'round with this dummy

Tryna off that trick, bet I trick you out your money

Bricks, I paid 30 but a nigga made like 42

Jackie Chan in the kitchen, right wrist just like Kung-Fu

Huaaahh!

Super clean dog food

Pounds of purp and pounds of kush

Even got the pills too

Say you want a feature, could’ve charged like 20 times 2

Mr. «Aye Okay Okay» still selling babies too

Well damn, well damn, well damn

442 on twenty-fours

Then I pull up to the club on Forgiatos