作词 : Maurice Powell 作曲 : Thomas Thierry Text message Full of leverage Loaded Uhaul Slid to texas Fell off so what that’s her loss No lie, she throwing curve balls No silver spoon, or hidden palace U tried to treat me like I’m average I’m up now, turning the tables What I say goes Who got the juice now? Blowing gas, glasshouse y’know it’s too loud I’m outer space Outta of the chase Where you hoes at? I got the juice now Holding on the cup till it fades Night’s getting strange Dark ain’t no escape No escape no In the cut When I hear you talk I feel disgust Stand up on my own Don’t need a crutch Was my favorite drug But where’s the rush Got the drop on it Forgi’s sitting high Put the block on it 1st marble floors Only socks on this Bentley doors swinging Like a title fight Who got the juice now? Blowing gas, glasshouse y’know it’s too loud I’m outer space Outta of the chase Where you hoes at? I got the juice now Holding on the cup till it fades Night’s getting strange Dark ain’t no escape No escape no My homies gotta issue up In the party like nigga what? Oh Fosho I thought u said some’ Many nights ended too rough Left and right with no one to trust Avoiding all of it while I strut Drop the ball hoe you’se a klutz Stripping for me a little cause Im deserving a pick me up I count them bands up Building walls with em so you better stay close Baby can we call a truce don’t wanna be alone Don’t wanna be just anyone Wasting away, losing touch Counting the days, till I’m back up Swerving off the lot hoe I’m going crazy I got the juice and know it Guess who got the juice now Guess who got it got it
作词 : Maurice Powell 作曲 : Thomas Thierry Text message Full of leverage Loaded Uhaul Slid to texas Fell off so what that’s her loss No lie, she throwing curve balls No silver spoon, or hidden palace U tried to treat me like I’m average I’m up now, turning the tables What I say goes Who got the juice now? Blowing gas, glasshouse y’know it’s too loud I’m outer space Outta of the chase Where you hoes at? I got the juice now Holding on the cup till it fades Night’s getting strange Dark ain’t no escape No escape no In the cut When I hear you talk I feel disgust Stand up on my own Don’t need a crutch Was my favorite drug But where’s the rush Got the drop on it Forgi’s sitting high Put the block on it 1st marble floors Only socks on this Bentley doors swinging Like a title fight Who got the juice now? Blowing gas, glasshouse y’know it’s too loud I’m outer space Outta of the chase Where you hoes at? I got the juice now Holding on the cup till it fades Night’s getting strange Dark ain’t no escape No escape no My homies gotta issue up In the party like nigga what? Oh Fosho I thought u said some’ Many nights ended too rough Left and right with no one to trust Avoiding all of it while I strut Drop the ball hoe you’se a klutz Stripping for me a little cause Im deserving a pick me up I count them bands up Building walls with em so you better stay close Baby can we call a truce don’t wanna be alone Don’t wanna be just anyone Wasting away, losing touch Counting the days, till I’m back up Swerving off the lot hoe I’m going crazy I got the juice and know it Guess who got the juice now Guess who got it got it
