Juice - Spell Juice Lyrics

Today we had a spelling bee and this bitch took me out the second round
Cause I ain know how to spell Juice... like bitch I'm six years old
Does it look like I know how to spell Juice

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Young nigga geeking I just popped a perc
How want the clout but ain put in no work
This shit ain breakfast I pour up the syrup
Know the birds coming in cause I'm hearing a chirp
If you come witcha gang then we droppin nem all
40 Hit em just like Tacko he fall
Cancer patient niggas know ima ball
And no I ain passing the blunt like Chris Paul
Kodak ona roof f*ck around get to sniping
Say he want smoke but that nigga just typing
Diamonds come with some teeth how these bitches biting
I'm uping the stick I ain got time for fighting
Just tryna get bills like I'm playing for Buffalo
Even if I was 12 I still couldn't cuff a hoe
Like I play for the ravens I couldn't big Truss a hoe
David Henry the pack might f*ck around truck a hoe
Diamonds make me the ice man Julius Irving
Pull up get to shooting and shit where you serving
Hit the gas and turn up f*ck around get to swerving
Five percent tint hit his block get to lurkin
Know I'm the one with the heat like Chris Bosh
I'm uping the drake but I ain bring josh
Find out where he stay and we run through his spot
Like Gunna and Thug this shit can get hot
And we got the bullets connecting like WiFi
We wet em up leave a nigga shirt tye die
We send em up he enrolling in Sky High
She ain giving up top all she get is a high five
Put his lil ass in a box like pizza
Walk his ass down with the mop like Tisa
Ina front of the class with the stick like a teacher
Hop ina mic give the work like a preacher
Big chop get to singing and shit like Aretha
You hoes ain the bank you know I can't chase y'all
F*ck around get to sliding but this shit ain baseball
In there whipping up white boy like Jake Paul
And I'm getting money hell nah I can't take calls
I just want the sack now I'm feeling like Bosa
I hit the blunt get to chiefin like Sosa
Purple and green watch me pour up the joker
I'm innat ho not that bitch get to squirming
She couldn't pick if she was Richard Sherman
Ina stu everyday niggas see I'm determined
He f*cked that thot now that lil niggas burning
I make a flow and these niggas start stealing
Call the coupe lil Wayne bitch ain got no ceilings
Give my white shooter the stick his name Dillion
And I'm ready to ruin yo day like a villain
I'm off the gas eyes red like a demon 18 cups of juice that's why I be leaning
Feeling like Freddy we slide when you dreaming
But the team ona other side really be scheming
Gimme a beat and I run it like Usain
Know he a titty boy just like he 2Chainz
And the chop get to kickin and shit like it's Lu Kain
Then I hit the gas and turn up ina musain