This is a song about "Sweaty apple juice"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

You ain't ready, i can tell cuz your hands sweaty/

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

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

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And maybe get you a juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

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

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

Switch swag on you little dick fags