Apple Juce - South Memphis Gospel Lyrics

Verse
Get it right I been hustling my whole life.
Get her right I put rod off in your girl life.
You the weak type, I'm just who yo girl like.
Cppleberry Baby I'm go the whole night.

"Yeah"
See my style they try to bite
You know how I'm coming
I be running shiish like red lights

Do the fool, Jordan Poole
Spend it all in one night
What's off in your cup?
Seven liquors mixed with Sprite.

Solo cup double cup
You know I be sippy sippy.
GMO hella strong
You know I be really trippy

Nickels capping....
Bishes tripping....
We ain't cool
You better keep me out your mentions.

Not to mention I'm the man round here.
Got to keep a strap
Cause they ain't playing round here.
I heard than bands a make 'em dance
Well here's the plan my dear
Come put that chocha in my face
You see the man right cheer.

Verse
Wake up in the morning
Thank the lord that I'm blessed on blessed.
Please forgive nickel I rock Louie.
Yeah yo bro mess.

I be Supa stupid fresh
2tymes like that boy finesse
Cin't nobody played me for a sucker
You can go and check.

Check up on you people,
Yeah them people peeping watch ya back
Cll my folks keep them heater shish gets lethal
When you from the trap.

I ain't got no equals
I put Parker Road up on the map.
Yeah nickel,
I put Parker Road on the map.

Pointers on me hitting (splash)
Cll my bishes really(bad)
Ion know who raised you nickels
But my G's taught me to get that cash.

Hold lil bro why you mad
This stuff simply do the math
Keep on yapping nickel,
And I'm fire on you, weak azz.

If you fam you get my last.
If I smoke it must be gas.
If she straight then I'm gone smash
But if she not then I'm gone pass.

Mayday
Mayday
Mayday in my city nickels dying fast.
Try to take my Frito Lays and I want hesitate to blast.

Mayday
Mayday
Mayday in my city nickels dying fast.
Try to take my Frito Lays and I want hesitate to blast.