Frank Knight - Juice

[Verse 1: Frank Knight]

I step up in the room with a ambience of dopeness
I was spitting cold flows that they couldn’t cope with
Never had the dirty dick, but I made every hoe sick
Who didn’t fuck with me when my life wasn’t so lit
Acting like my light is new but I always been potent
Shorties curved me cause they thought I wasn’t important
Now I’m on my own shit, that black man own shit
That walk up in your house like bitch what you want shit
That what you goin do, come on do something nigga
Now I’m in your house I’m here to rule something nigga
Y’all niggas talk death threats, but won’t send a matic
Without acting that's automatic my climax is cinematic
I nut out movies, love I come reel
Cause there ain’t any other way to come on the real
You undercover niggas ain’t slick stop it
In the club talking like bitches then go home and guy sip
I’m talking jizz on your lips from the guys you sip
You letting men bomb your ass like it’s gaza strip
Then head back in the streets trying to find a bitch
Real niggas don’t care just pick who you siding with
I won’t judge you I ain’t God, I ain’t design this shit
Cause I like threesomes with bitches who trying to find a bitch
I am a flawed man just showing off wordplay
Giving you throwback flow to bump even off Thursday

Written by:
JUDITH GLORY HILL, ROBERT LEE HILL, JACK KNIGHT, JASON PEDDER

Publisher:
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing

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