Cray OJ da Juiceman

[Intro]
I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet
Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit
I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet
Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit
Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray (2x)

[Bridge]
Chyeah, Aye...
Juiceman in this motherfucker, yessir
Chyeah
Aye...

[Hook] (2x)
I got bricks in the 'frigerator, bales in the closet
Pills in the cabinet, known to make a profit
Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray (2x)

[Verse 1]
Sitting in the trap, going goddamn cray
I got pills, I got bags, I got goddamn babies
Standing over the stove cooking fish just like a sailor
Got your baby girl [?]
I got all kind of drugs, I can serve you like a waiter
I'm quick with the rock, some like Dion Waders
And this black and gray strap got me feeling the Raiders
Bales in the closet overprotected by them lasers
This .44 Bulldog turn a hater to a vapor
While these bricks coming in, still serving in Decatur
Money count machine had to help me count this paper
[?], we'll call them hoes the Lakers