This is a song about "Booty and juice"

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Watch me do, stop and shoot, acidrap i got the juice

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

As this booty quakes lakes,

And i ain't got what it takes

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

I got the juice, i got the juice (yup!)

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

And maybe get you a juice

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"