[Intro: Jucee Froot]

DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah

Jucee

Lil' one hundred, bitch

Bando shit

Fuck

[Pre-Chorus: Jucee Froot]

Walk in the club, where them bands at? (Bands at)

Wasn't even stunting your nigga (Wasn't even stunting your nigga)

But bitch since you talking, tell me where your man at (Yo, where your man at?)

Pressure, zaza

They know I'm popping, them hoes can't stand that

He got me dripping, that pussy hit different

I ride it, I bet he gon' Lamb that (Skrr, skrr)

[Chorus: Jucee Froot]

These pussy hoes can't never (Never)

Irritate me and get me out my bag (Me out my bag)

These pussy hoes can't never (Never)

Fuck on my nigga, that pussy on snatch

These pussy hoes could never (Never)

Go cop a Masi pay for it in cash

These pussy hoes could never (Never)

Get up with a bitch 'cause I stay on they ass

[Verse 1: Jucee Froot]

I am that bitch, so it ain't no comparing

All this ass on me, these hoes get embarrassed

That P shit is in me, like that shit generic

I call him daddy but he ain't my parent

He put me in carats that didn't come from Jareds

Don't fuck with these niggas like my name is Karen

That shit for the birds, let them talk like a parrot

The pussy so good when he in it he swearing

Why would I care how a pussy hoe move? (Pussy hoe move)

Hating on the next bitch, that’s what pussy hoes do (Pussy hoes do)

Don't speak on me, bitch, we ain't never been cool

Why I stay up in they mouth?

'Cause none better than the Juice (Ooh)

Still that bitch, ain't none gone change (Never gon' change)

Hoess saying that it's up, they ain't never on a plane

Bitch or a nigga, I'm the hardest in the game

Iced out at my shows, I ain't tucking my chain

[Refrain: Jucee Froot]

Who else can do it like me?

Started from shit, now my music on shows on TV (Shows on TV)

Who else put on for the city? (The city)

I moved from Memphis, but bitch, I still bleed Ten-A-Key (Bleed Ten-A-Key)

What bitch is fucking with me?

Moment of silence

I'll wait

This shit is nothing to me (Nothing to me)

I shit with my diamonds (Shit with my diamonds)

X-Ray (Yee)

[Pre-Chorus: Jucee Froot]

Walk in the club, where them bands at? (Bands at)

Wasn't even stunting your nigga (Wasn't even stunting your nigga)

But bitch since you talking, tell me where your man at (Yo, where your man at?)

Pressure, zaza

They know I'm popping, them hoes can't stand that

He got me dripping, that pussy hit different

I ride it, I bet he gon' Lamb that (Skrr, skrr)

[Chorus: Jucee Froot]

These pussy hoes can't never (Never)

Irritate me and get me out my bag (Me out my bag)

These pussy hoes can't never (Never)

Fuck on my nigga, that pussy on snatch

These pussy hoes could never (Never)

Go cop a Masi pay for it in cash

These pussy hoes could never (Never)

Get up with a bitch 'cause I stay on they ass (Yeah, go)

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]

Question (What? Speak for 'em)

Who from the city done did it like me? (Huh?)

I'm just tryna see, I don't see nothin' but me (Bagg)

Diamonds VV's, still'll say you'll peak (Right now)

Come from the streets, where they playin' for keeps

Black Maybach, same color my Glock, my glee (Twin)

Me and your bitch been slick, lowkey (Ooh)

Now she a part of my fleet/flick (Ooh)

Blue Lamborghini, cocaine, Forgis, no cap in my story

Could never let no bitch look above me

Strap on me while I'm recordin'

The Drac' hit 'em, made his ass hula hoop (Hoop)

Cancel him, he a snitch, he told the truth (Ha)

Shit on niggas, tell 'em, "Get the pooper scoop"

They could never come through like I'm comin' through (No)

Gap between her legs, pussy Jucee Froot/juicy fruit (Wet)

Bagg on their ass, tell me somethin' new (Threat)

I just be talkin' that real, that raw shit, the streets is who I cater to, straight up

I can never have no filter, Benjamins, hunnid shots inside this vehicule (Whole hunnid)

Fuck what they talking 'bout, I'm Memphis for real (How?)

I've been callin', runnin' M's up (I can never get enough, oh, nah)

[Pre-Chorus: Jucee Froot]

Walk in the club, where them bands at? (Bands at)

Wasn't even stunting your nigga (Wasn't even stunting your nigga)

But bitch since you talking, tell me where your man at (Yo, where your man at?)

Pressure, zaza

They know I'm popping, them hoes can't stand that

He got me dripping, that pussy hit different

I ride it, I bet he gon' Lamb that (Skrr, skrr)

[Chorus: Jucee Froot]

These pussy hoes can't never (Never)

Irritate me and get me out my bag (Me out my bag)

These pussy hoes can't never (Never)

Fuck on my nigga, that pussy on snatch

These pussy hoes could never (Never)

Go cop a Masi pay for it in cash

These pussy hoes could never (Never)

Get up with a bitch 'cause I stay on they ass