This is a song about "Swag juice"

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

I know this dude is flow is juice

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

We're young and we don't give a fuck

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Make the fingers snap

Don't let the juice spill pac!

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

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