[Lyric] I got the Juice (Ryder Tee)

[Ryder : Intro]
"Yeah Young nigga, pass me my
Benji gees nigga, Waya say Whatchu mean
Benji gees nigga, I meant my Belinciagas Yo
Young hommie waya say;
Yo I got Okan doing this mix nigga
You know what we do, we gone hold it down nigga
Newcastle in this bish, We dont follow them American niggas
And shit like that nigga, we gat this shit still, Trap trap trap
Daily , Nigga I woke Up in this Trap shit
I tell Yahh

[Chorus: Ryder]

I got the juice
I got the goose
I got the toots ,back of my coupe
I finna pull up I finna pull up
Am riding with shooters they ready to toot (skrrr)
I got the juice
I got the goose
I got the toots ,back of my coupe
I finna pull up I finna pull up
Am riding with shooters they ready to toot (skrrr)
[Verse 1: Ryder]
Yeeeaaaaaah
I just got hotter than a bonfire
Skkkrrrr Skrrrr Skkrr on a mooffaaah
Im throwing my wand like Im Potter
Paa PAA He dead Voldemort
They want me like pablo Escobar (scobaaah)
Im taking your bitch if she all that (all that)
If she ain't beating telleh Karabokahh
If she ain't beating telleh Karabookah
I be on my drake Shit, Mr money in the bank on yo bitch shit
Wait for a nigga to flop Run away with his Bae then I beat shit
You ain't on Nuin, Nigga Im about it
You ain't on nuin nigga Im about it
Im the type to call shots on a Bmx, yall pussios just Pmsing
Gat the juice gat the goose....

[Chorus: Ryder]
Bridge
Lets get it
My nigga my nigga listen to you nigga hehehehehe, I tell you nigga
We tell these mother fuckers we gat the goons we gat the guns an shit like that
We balling, We gat this shit nigga , Nigga its Ryder Tee in this mother fucker nigga
If i tell niggas am coming for you then Im coming for you mother fucker i tell you this niga
You know Im the mother fucking 2 dies nigga, I told these niggas i was coming for them
But niggas didn't believe me nigga, I know a lot of niggas sayin though but Im coming for them too
What are you actually saying though ..with alll this bull shit
Wooooooooooooo

[Chorus : Ryder]

[Verse 2: Zues]
Check check its Zues
I gat the juice , I gat the juice
She giving me head in the back of the coupe
My niggas is crazy ,Ready to Ride Pa pa pa shits a homicide
She sat on my lap man Im flexing
Can tell that she foreign her accent
Can tell that she foreign her accent
When I ride a nigga make sure your belt is fastened
Huh Mac 11 be strapped on my side
Money cars only thing on my mind
My Wrist frosty Im always on time ,just pay me my money
Dont play me no mind
Short nigga but the money long,Blow it all where the money go
And My momma kinda stressed like boy where you get that money from
Coz i got the juice i got the juice, Shout out to God as for me I be Zues
We in the hood and we riding them whips Summer time you know we droppng the roof
Designer designer switching them labels ,money coming in and out from different angles
Hey coz i got the juice my nigga ,raping the beat like abuse my nigga

[Chorus : Ryder ]

Outro: Ryder
Yeah You heard dat modaah sockaaahs
I told you Im an African, hehehe nigga
You know We gat this shit nigga
I got some niggas who call me Walahi
You feel me now
Everyone whose hating nigga i tellem fuck you in somali modahsoooka
Donwhatch dah Ryder Tee nigga, 2K15 nigga
We gat this