Juice Lyrics

[Intro: Money Reekk]
Yeah
Money Reekk, nigga
Yeah
I got the juice now

[Chorus: Money Reekk]
I got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
Hit the block, two Glocks, John Wall
I got the work, I'ma bust it down
Hit the block, servin' grams out the pound
I'm servin' fiends that drop
Can't come around here after dark
You playin' both sides, you an opp
Glock-19 hit his ass up top
I got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
Hit the block, two Glocks, John Wall
I got the work, I'ma bust it down
Hit the block, servin' grams out the pound
I'm servin' fiends that drop
Can't come around here after dark
You playin' both sides, you an opp
Glock-19 hit his ass up top

[Verse 1: Money Reekk]
Move his ass for them digits
I'm in the trap, hundred shooters with me
Lil' Slime, he be geeked with the fifty
Hundred band jugg, I'ma buy me a Bentley
I'm in the trenches, gorillas with me
Got dope on my clothes straight from the kitchen
Don't call me for less than a fifty
Chopstick kick but I still tote the semi
Ooh, my shooter dressed up in Givenchy
Call up Goon, he gon' ditch him
Hundred pounds, I'ma flip it
That's work in the kitchen
Walk down on twenty-one with the fifty
Put him on the news, his mother missin'
Hundred some lurkin', I'm on a mission
But I stayed down in the trenches
OG shoot the Glock with precision
Servin' the fiends, it get risky
Don't want no beef, niggas envy
Block cold, need to chill it
Glock-30, die instantly
Won't work, die instantly
Move with the chopstick, ain't no ending me
Double Back filled with them benjamins
Baby AR, that bitch shoot for infinity
Homicide, you ain't gang gang

[Chorus: Money Reekk]
I got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
Hit the block, two Glocks, John Wall I got the work, I'ma bust it down
Hit the block, servin' grams out the pound
I'm servin' fiends that drop
Can't come around here after dark
You playin' both sides, you an opp
Glock-19 hit his ass up top
I got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
Hit the block, two Glocks, John Wall
I got the work, I'ma bust it down
Hit the block, servin' grams out the pound
I'm servin' fiends that drop
Can't come around here after dark
You playin' both sides, you an opp
Glock-19 hit his ass up top

[Verse 2: Goonew]
Glock-23, hit his ass up top
Fourth Street, bitch, you can't come after dark
Serve him a pound and I came with my Glock
Servin' my auntie, I serve her that drop
Neighbors keep callin', I need me a watch
Hundred round drum and I shoot up your block
Shoot up the Range Rover with the opps
I came with Lil Reekk and he came with his Glock
We got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
f*ckin' that bitch in my dirty drawers
We got the drop, we gon' set 'em off
Snubnose knock his head off
Walk in the trap with my red bottoms
Bad bitch, Nia Long
Ridin' 'round with the stick and the bomb

[Chorus: Money Reekk]
I got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
Hit the block, two Glocks, John Wall
I got the work, I'ma bust it down
Hit the block, servin' grams out the pound
I'm servin' fiends that drop
Can't come around here after dark
You playin' both sides, you an opp
Glock-19 hit his ass up top
I got the juice, ain't no fallin' off
Hit the block, two Glocks, John Wall
I got the work, I'ma bust it down
Hit the block, servin' grams out the pound
I'm servin' fiends that drop
Can't come around here after dark
You playin' both sides, you an opp
Glock-19 hit his ass up top

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