[Intro]

Nah this big boy talk man, this champion talk man

Stop this

[Verse 1]

Yeah, aye

Running the bag up, fucking a bitch

Pull up the [?]

Feel like I'm Martin, feel like a Martian

Feel like I'm walking on water she tell me I'm Jesus when I'm in apartments

Collect the [?] with Almar all on my wrist, 10k [?] my bitch

Tell her I love her when she in the twist, I drive, I'm humming when I'm in the hills

I'm in the Hummer 2006, I used to slum in when I was a kid

I had to run it up, started with [?], I just been bussing they know that I want it

I took a bus now I win a Bugatti, I'd rather bless her when I'm in her stomach

I put a body on top of a body, we out of here I'm leaving the mothеrfucking Earth (bitch!)

I don't do shit for a hobby, you wait in the lobby and pay for my motherfucking versе (bitch!)

They should've gave me an Audi, I got me an audience screaming and fucking the audio up

I used to dream about it now I got it, the demon I pull up, I'm popping the trunk

Pull up and hop out, fuck is you talking about? Call 'em, uh

Have them walk you out, have them stomp you out, have them crop you out

Ain't no pictures with me, fucking up my image, mask on when you see me

Got me [?]

[Chorus]

I got the juice man, I got the cranberry

Dropping the roof man, even though its January

I got the proof man, all of your boof

Dropping the roof man, 102

I got the juice man, I got the cranberry

Dropping the roof man, even though its January

I got the proof man, all of your boof

Dropping the roof man, 102, yeah, aye

[Verse 2]

Yeah aye

Running the bag up, fucking a bad bitch, I don't do sax fifth

I'm in the stash, hundred on top of the tags, I'm on my cash shit

They pull the carpets, pull up and park it

So many whips, I'm riding 106 my bitch is car sick

Gotta move with caution, see me and get star-struck

Stars in the ceiling just to take her out to Starbucks

She wanna get her stars up, pimping like I'm [?]

[?] just posted, west and I'm posted

This bread get you toasted, peel off I'm 'pposed to

Right overdose it, this shit go postal

Rapping like I'm top five, fuck what they told you

Los is the waviest, flow is your favorite, I got the craziest crib I don't babysit

Shit this is vvs diamonds, I'm shining from Los Angeles to Long Island

Go blind when we smile, like

[Chorus]

I got the juice man, I got the cranberry

Dropping the roof man, even though its January

I got the proof man, all of your boof

Dropping the roof man, 102

I got the juice man, I got the cranberry

Dropping the roof man, even though its January

I got the proof man, all of your boof

Dropping the roof man, 102, yeah, aye