Juice - SOB X RBE

Aye, and I need all pros

And Imma sip on this mud cause my dog gone

Tucked off on these niggas like I’m waldo

And bitch we gone stay with the juice til it’s all gone

Ruthless

Yeah bitch, yeah I’m ruthless

And niggas talking crazy on the net, but don’t do shit

Bro got the strap, wrong move he’ll shoot ya

Big Glock, make that bitch spit like it’s droolin'

Niggas toting poles, so they opps and they don’t blast

If we see a opp, flip his whip bet he gon' crash

Test me like he dumb, bet he don’t pass

Have him lookin' stupid, like he entering the wrong class

Tried a 9 to 5, said, «Fuck it"on the block with it

30 on them Glocks, we don’t really do the stocks with it

Try and take my bitch, three strikes you will not hit it

Passin' all my hoes to the gang, I am not simpin'

SOB RBE bitch we fuller

We strapped with the heat, on the block we be coolin'

We hoop with them straps, with them Glocks we be shootin'

And I can’t cuff a ho, cause these hoes I be using

Aye, and I need all pros

And Imma sip on this mud cause my dog gone

Tucked off on these niggas like I’m waldo

And bitch Imma stay with the juice til it’s all gone

Aye, and I need all pros

And Imma sip on this mud cause my dog gone

Tucked off on these niggas like I’m waldo

And bitch Imma stay with the juice til it’s all gone

Ho niggas, I cannot fuck with ho niggas

Callin' up my shooter, if you rockin' you can go with 'em

Strictly Only Brothers, if you not I don’t know niggas

Heard niggas plottin', give a fuck got them poles with us

Masked up, Mike no Myers

We got big chops and they sing, no choir

SOB bitch, we the shit no diaper

Had um runnin' four flats, like four popped tires

Niggas pickin' sides, if you switch nigga stay there

I’m Drake with the Glock, when I shoot nigga take care

Big rounds in that chop, this bitch break bears

My niggas really ridin', we don’t really do the fake here

Niggas sending threats, lil' nigga where you hangin' at?

SOB bitch, me and all my niggas bangin' that

My niggas all a hundred, we don’t really do the change with that

They plottin' in the party, we ain’t trippin' cause we came with straps

I-I stay with the juice, bitch I stay with some blues

If a nigga jump dumb, put his face on the news

If the bitch wanna fuck, then my gang coming too

Like a one word response, we got K’s with us too

Aye, and I need all pros

And Imma sip on this mud cause my dog gone

Tucked off on these niggas like I’m waldo

And bitch we gone stay with the juice til it’s all gone