[Chorus: Just Juice]
This joint for the fans in the stand with their hands in the air, wave left to right
For the Kings and the Queens in the pent house suite, living lavish lives
This joint for the fans in the stand with their hands in the air, wave left to right
For the Kings and the Queens in the pent house suite, living lavish lives
We lavish (lavish), lavish (lavish), caviar with a bad bitch
Ceviche out the chalice, show my people round my palace
Yeah, we lavish (lavish), lavish (lavish), caviar with a bad bitch
Balancing my talents, my black card ain't maxin'
[Verse 1: Just Juice]
Yea, we bout' it
Ousting the foes who doubted
Spouting the flow out my mouth like a fountain
Pose of a stallion, driven like Aston
Hold up, roll up, hit it, pass it
Ridin' high, sittin' low
Mind ain’t right but I'm gettin' though
From the starting line to the end zone
We runnin' the game and that's all that we know
And I'm cooling, just me and my team
G to a T
Tell me who have it, I be
Too under esteemed
Who I'ma be, one of the best with Immaculate steez
And I rap to the beat with an accuracy
Gotta master the craft when you after the cheese
Craft to the suite
Pedal to the metal, never settle for the what?
Never settle for defeat
I'm one of the best though
Swimmin' in women, perfected the breast stroke
Never the less though, I'ma keep it a hundred percent to the death though
I stack that cheese like pesto
On tracks, I beast like Pecko
Just know that I'm ready to ride if you ready to slide and Dip low like techno
This joint for the fans in the stand with their hands in the air, wave left to right
For the Kings and the Queens in the pent house suite, living lavish lives
This joint for the fans in the stand with their hands in the air, wave left to right
For the Kings and the Queens in the pent house suite, living lavish lives
We lavish (lavish), lavish (lavish), caviar with a bad bitch
Ceviche out the chalice, show my people round my palace
Yeah, we lavish (lavish), lavish (lavish), caviar with a bad bitch
Balancing my talents, my black card ain't maxin'
[Verse 1: Just Juice]
Yea, we bout' it
Ousting the foes who doubted
Spouting the flow out my mouth like a fountain
Pose of a stallion, driven like Aston
Hold up, roll up, hit it, pass it
Ridin' high, sittin' low
Mind ain’t right but I'm gettin' though
From the starting line to the end zone
We runnin' the game and that's all that we know
And I'm cooling, just me and my team
G to a T
Tell me who have it, I be
Too under esteemed
Who I'ma be, one of the best with Immaculate steez
And I rap to the beat with an accuracy
Gotta master the craft when you after the cheese
Craft to the suite
Pedal to the metal, never settle for the what?
Never settle for defeat
I'm one of the best though
Swimmin' in women, perfected the breast stroke
Never the less though, I'ma keep it a hundred percent to the death though
I stack that cheese like pesto
On tracks, I beast like Pecko
Just know that I'm ready to ride if you ready to slide and Dip low like techno
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