I Got the Juice - Meek Mill

Rather eat crumbs with bums 'fore I split my steak with you snake ass niggas

I rather stay down with my day ones 'fore I come around you fake ass niggas

I rather have a broke real bitch 'fore I ever deal with y’all fake ass bitches

And I ain’t with the flooding on the 'gram I don’t really fuck with you,

don’t take my picture nigga

Posted on the corner with a 40 on my hip, Godzilla

We was getting to it when they hit my nigga Dean, that’s when shit got realer

I was on the Southside really outside got guns got killers

Started from the bottom of the bottom now its bottles popping in the sky villa

Catch a body, be about it

I’m from where you couldn’t talk you ain’t be about it

I ain’t really with the talkin', let’s be G about it

When we catch you niggas slipping we gon' see about it

And these niggas get to talking like they know me

Finna turn me to the old me

Should’ve listened to my momma when she told me

Now these bitches throwing pussy cause they owe me

I got the juice, nigga I got the juice

Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe

When I hop out the coupe

Real niggas I’mma salute

Cause I got the juice, I got the juice

Nigga I got the juice, she popping pussy

Like I’m Uncle Luke

Cause I got the juice

Counting million dollars gon' fuck something

Put an eight up in my Phantom I don’t want none

Nigga looking I don’t tuck nothing

My nigga Ernie got thirty trying to slump something

I make the call to Arizona and the truck coming

Yeah, Papi, come dump somethin'

Bust them up we don’t tuck nothing

Take a bird to the table we don’t front nothing

I’m a north nigga at the end of the day

Gun butt a nigga with the end of the K

Kick you in your ass and send you away

Don’t come around here like your niggas are safe

Cause all my hittas going bllllrrrt stick 'em

Fuck if you with 'em

Its money and murder if you fuck with my niggas

You come to my city I fucked all them bitches

I fucked all them bitches cause

I got the juice, nigga I got the juice

Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe

When I hop out the coupe

Real niggas I’mma salute

Cause I got the juice, I got the juice

Nigga I got the juice, she popping pussy

Like I’m Uncle Luke

Cause I got the juice

All she ever wanted was a trap nigga

Every time you ever saw me I was strapped nigga

Getting blunted in the back nigga

No this ain’t a 550, this a Bach, nigga

Nigga prolly spend your car money on that act nigga

Couple bands, 5 racks nigga

You call it beefin' when you '@' niggas

We call it beefin' when we clap niggas

I got the juice, nigga I got the juice

Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe

When I hop out the coupe

Real niggas I’mma salute

Cause I got the juice, I got the juice

Nigga I got the juice

Load up the chopper screaming R.I.P.

Snupe

Bout to pop out the roof cause I got the juice