6.AM - Juice

(x2)
Here I go, where I go, what I have
They wanna know
I got that juice won't let that any pop
That tequila I got the game on lock

When I'm on the road after shows
I go home just to count all them c notes
Grab your girl for a peep show
All them girl only we know
Don't stress it, I bless it
And hit it like v throws
I pound through that shit
Like they calling me beast mode
Fuck around until it's over
We fuck around until it's over
And when it's over I see that it's over
I need your disclosure
That you'll take no further
My number stay secret, just you hit my line
If I have your word then with me you're just fine
Let's get this started on my seat
Right on top of me, I get that top then watch you pop it
Like colors in no brick

(x2)
Here I go, where I go, what I have
They wanna know
I got that juice won't let that any pop
That tequila I got the game on lock

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