Juicer Cru - The 33rd

I'm off a perc in the booth I'm finna spazz out
Diante off a xan in the whip he finna crash out
Opp bitch said she wanna fuck a real nigga
Pulled her pants down
I put my foot to her ass
I kicked her ass out
The only thing a nigga focused on is the money now
Nigga talking funny paint his ass like a fucking clown
Lil uzi made a nigga vert he ain't liking that sound
When you have too much money can't have to many niggas around
But back to the rap shit
Day ones turn foes
How these niggas switching over a bitch
Man that bitch a hoe
All the lessons in my life turn my heart cold
Why I gotta buy a big ass rollie and make my wrist froze
Back to the opps them niggas weird doe
Type of youngins get ordered to get sticks from the citgo
Got a stick by my side
Yeah this a draco
This bitch get to singing marvins room
It's it's favorite song
I went and hit the plug for the bows
Call me jon jones
Hollow tip hit fucking nose
Leave his top gone
Dawg trying to flex with the bread but it's not long
I can't fuck a bitch unless she came in a red thong
Shoutout Burt low key that's my favorite verse
The msr just touched down bro
Let's go to work
We used to pop a lot of pills but now we stick to the percs
And you can not catch us lacking
On my soul we gon up it first
Ayeeee
Front me the bag and ima pay you on the 33rd
My bitch got her nose in the book
She a nerdy nerd
I'm off the lean in traffic
And that bitch got me popping percs
Damn I think I got a fucking habit
Wake up in the morning looking for it like I gotta have it
Me and bro think we zach and cody
Cuz we living lavish
Wake up in the morning
Like damn we really in a palace
Gave lil bro a piece of my bag
He ran off
It hurt
Next time I see that lil nigga he on the curb
He wasn't built for the street
He just a crash dummy off percs
Damnn
Yeah these niggas weird
When they see a girl turn 18
That nigga cheer
Don't wanna chill with no white girl
Don't wanna sip no whiskey or no beer
Actually fuck it white girl let me drive the boat
I'm tryna steer
I just bought me some white teeth
Bitch these is veneers
My bitch a freak
She like to give head in the mirror
I'm getting head
In the country on a John Deere
Hold up bitch slow down I can barely steer
Bro fucked a klan bitch
He ain't got no fear
I told bro that's a bad habit
I'm out here high as fuck tryna dodge traffic
Why you gotta pop a perc just to get active
I'm a star with the water around me but I'm not Patrick

Written by:
Juicer Cru

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