This is a song about "Pineapple juice"

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

And last but not least please don't tell no one

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

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

Food gives energy, people pursue the recipes but are drained of juice

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

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

Juice that has been consolidated

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

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

I'm the nigga with the juice

Its cold as shit in this booth