This is a song about "Drinks juice"

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

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

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Udc where he met my mother

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end

Who know this be the life that i really live

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news