
Green Juice in Dallas (Intro) Larry June & Cardo
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[Intro]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
For everybody playin’ this shit, you know I’m sayin’?
I want everybody to stay healthy, you know I’m sayin’? (Uh)
Take care of yourself, you know I mean?
Get money, know I’m sayin’?
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Don’t be stressin’ off no petty shit, you know I’m sayin’? (Shit, man)
You can’t save the world, my nigga (Damn, numbers)
But you can get that bag though
(Man, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah
I’ll be bouncin’ out, you know I’m sayin’?
Custom rims and shit (Uh), watch hittin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Off the dribble too though (Man), all grind
Cruise USA
[Verse 1]
Bouncin’ out lookin’ like I sell dope (Sell dope)
If I chase hoes, I’ll prolly be broke (Off top)
Cardo on the beat, it’s a hit fasho (For surely)
Mashin’, dashin’, gettin’ dough (Numbers)
I’m not trippin’ off the rollers, I’m ridin’ clean
A lil speedin’ ticket ain’t shit to me (Err, err)
Stash spot for the yit-uh-dee (Yawda mean)
Five-hunid thousand – my choosin’ fee (Good job)
But bitch, you can go and run a errand for me (Thank you, sweetie)
And I’ll appreciate you for carin’ for me (Numbers)
I stopped carryin’ cash, I’m the big homie (Big homie)
Thought I was rich, ‘til I met my rich homie (Nigga, off top)
I gotta step it up, this life shit crucial (Cruc-)
I had to stop worryin’ ‘bout the shit I was used to (Man)
Movin’, she Black and Peruvian (Move)
I’m a real Mack, and it’s proven
Watch how I do it (Do it)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
For everybody playin’ this shit, you know I’m sayin’?
I want everybody to stay healthy, you know I’m sayin’? (Uh)
Take care of yourself, you know I mean?
Get money, know I’m sayin’?
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Don’t be stressin’ off no petty shit, you know I’m sayin’? (Shit, man)
You can’t save the world, my nigga (Damn, numbers)
But you can get that bag though
(Man, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah
I’ll be bouncin’ out, you know I’m sayin’?
Custom rims and shit (Uh), watch hittin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Off the dribble too though (Man), all grind
Cruise USA
[Verse 1]
Bouncin’ out lookin’ like I sell dope (Sell dope)
If I chase hoes, I’ll prolly be broke (Off top)
Cardo on the beat, it’s a hit fasho (For surely)
Mashin’, dashin’, gettin’ dough (Numbers)
I’m not trippin’ off the rollers, I’m ridin’ clean
A lil speedin’ ticket ain’t shit to me (Err, err)
Stash spot for the yit-uh-dee (Yawda mean)
Five-hunid thousand – my choosin’ fee (Good job)
But bitch, you can go and run a errand for me (Thank you, sweetie)
And I’ll appreciate you for carin’ for me (Numbers)
I stopped carryin’ cash, I’m the big homie (Big homie)
Thought I was rich, ‘til I met my rich homie (Nigga, off top)
I gotta step it up, this life shit crucial (Cruc-)
I had to stop worryin’ ‘bout the shit I was used to (Man)
Movin’, she Black and Peruvian (Move)
I’m a real Mack, and it’s proven
Watch how I do it (Do it)
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