[Intro]
(A hundred percent juice)

[Pre-Chorus: Juice Armani]
Like, please don't get offended if I say you’re my bitch now
All up in my Birkin and they all up in my business
I'ma put a bag on his head, ain't no hitlist
But please don’t get offended if I say, if I say

[Chorus: Juice Armani]
That's my bitch
That's my bitch
That's my bitch
That's my, that's my
That's my bitch
That's my bitch
But please don’t get offended if I say, if I say

[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Please, I ain’t goin' back and forth ’bout a bitch I see
I just showed her how to use her wings, be free
Two four-fives on my hip like a quarter to three
She want my dick, but I won't let her do it for free
Niggas shootin' with they eyes closed, tryna shoot it from three
This is the last straw, got morе damn juice than Capri
I promise I'm proud of you if you gettin’ morе money than me
And if you been hatin', my bad for it
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