Ammo & Juice
Lyrics
(Young Chop on the beat)
Super Future
Woo woo
(How we do)
Speedin' through this
Speedin'
Yeah, all this swagger bring greed (woo, woo)
Yeah, speedin'
I got it sittin' outside now, it came with no roof
It cost me four and a half dollars and I can show proof
I smashed on a model, I don't know her name and ain't got a clue
I got a Becky, I got a Cuban, they make up a crew
If you go visit where I'm come from, it look like a zoo
I got on my pivot, I ran up the mil', that's all I pursue
I got on that list and I paid in cash, it's already approved
I got the boost, I keep me some ammo and I got the juice
I got some pills, I smoke out the pound and I got her loose
I got the splash and I got the swag and I don't seduce
Ain't checkin' on me, I'm goin' right in, I'm not in the booth
I'm sittin' court side at the game, put you in a loop
I come through in a wide frame lookin' like a troop
I'm puttin' the Bentley truck on 26's, fuck 22's
I been playin' with a million bucks since I was 22
To go to my school, you gotta come through 22
Couple my screws loose but I gotta get it if it's blue
I gotta hit her, no I'm not a quitter, somethin' to pursue
I'm in a Tesla, I'm in Fisker, maybe it's the move
You need to accept what I come with with baby, won't lose
Turn all the lights down, we gon' hit
I'll take the price down, where you gettin' it?
Shawty got piped down, never nothin'
Take off on sight now, girl it's nothin'
Used to the hype now, it's exciting
Doin' it right now, I'm precise
Keep you in the calm baby, stay fighting
I got her sprung off of one night
Soon as you're calm baby, goodnight
Don't have to change, but the lil' flight
I move around with a lot of crooks
We had the dope game all shook
I had to keep somethin' off the books
'Cause I was knowin' they was gon' look
There's a lot of pros, there's a lot of cons
When you live life like we do
Ain't no foldin', I told you my wrist in Peru
I done came in on Ralph Lauren, my opps kept it true
Ain't nothin' to prove where I been
We don't fold or don't bend
Put it in the floors how you gettin' it
You can't expose how you gettin' it
They been plottin' your drip
They been stealin' your style
You can see it in they face
They been doin' it for a while
(They been plottin' your drip
They been stealin' your style
You can see it in they face
They been doin' it for a while)
I got it sittin' outside now, it came with no roof
It cost me four and a half dollars and I can show proof
I smashed on a model, I don't know her name and ain't got a clue
I got a Becky, I got a Cuban, they make up a crew
If you go visit where I'm come from, it look like a zoo
I got on my pivot, I ran up the mil', that's all I pursue
I got on that list and I paid in cash, it's already approved
I got the boost, I keep me some ammo and I got the juice
Writer(s): Tyree Pittman, Nayvadius Wilburn
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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