This is a song about "Jin and juice"

Of the confidence juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

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

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

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

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

And maybe get you a juice

When they hear me rocking the groove

I'm the nigga with the juice

Niggas die over shoes