This is a song about "Throat juice"

Niggas die over shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice

We running that show all around the globe

Imma karate punch your throat

And maybe get you a juice

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Juice that has been consolidated

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

From spittin' all this ice outta my throat,