Ryder - I got the Juice lyrics

[Ryder : Intro] "Yeah Young n***a, pa** me my Benji gees n***a, Waya say Whatchu mean Benji gees n***a, I meant my Belinciagas Yo Young hommie waya say; Yo I got Okan doing this mix n***a You know what we do, we gone hold it down n***a Newcastle in this bish, We dont follow them American n***as And sh** like that n***a, we gat this sh** still, Trap trap trap Daily , n***a I woke Up in this Trap sh** I tell Yahh [Chorus: Ryder] I got the juice I got the goose I got the toots ,back of my coupe I finna pull up I finna pull up Am riding with shooters they ready to toot (skrrr) I got the juice I got the goose I got the toots ,back of my coupe I finna pull up I finna pull up Am riding with shooters they ready to toot (skrrr) [Verse 1: Ryder] Yeeeaaaaaah I just got hotter than a bonfire Skkkrrrr Skrrrr Skkrr on a mooffaaah Im throwing my wand like Im Potter Paa PAA He dead Voldemort They want me like pablo Escobar (scobaaah) Im taking your b**h if she all that (all that) If she ain't beating telleh Karabokahh If she ain't beating telleh Karabookah I be on my drake sh**, Mr money in the bank on yo b**h sh** Wait for a n***a to flop Run away with his Bae then I beat sh** You ain't on Nuin, n***a Im about it You ain't on nuin n***a Im about it Im the type to call shots on a Bmx, yall pussios just Pmsing Gat the juice gat the goose.... [Chorus: Ryder] Bridge Lets get it My n***a my n***a listen to you n***a hehehehehe, I tell you n***a We tell these mother f**ers we gat the goons we gat the guns an sh** like that We balling, We gat this sh** n***a , n***a its Ryder Tee in this mother f**er n***a If i tell n***as am coming for you then Im coming for you mother f**er i tell you this niga You know Im the mother f**ing 2 dies n***a, I told these n***as i was coming for them But n***as didn't believe me n***a, I know a lot of n***as sayin though but Im coming for them too What are you actually saying though ..with alll this bull sh** Wooooooooooooo [Chorus : Ryder] [Verse 2: Zues] Check check its Zues I gat the juice , I gat the juice She giving me head in the back of the coupe My n***as is crazy ,Ready to Ride Pa pa pa sh**s a homicide She sat on my lap man Im flexing Can tell that she foreign her accent Can tell that she foreign her accent When I ride a n***a make sure your belt is fastened Huh Mac 11 be strapped on my side Money cars only thing on my mind My Wrist frosty Im always on time ,just pay me my money Dont play me no mind Short n***a but the money long,Blow it all where the money go And My momma kinda stressed like boy where you get that money from Coz i got the juice i got the juice, Shout out to God as for me I be Zues We in the hood and we riding them whips Summer time you know we droppng the roof Designer designer switching them labels ,money coming in and out from different angles Hey coz i got the juice my n***a ,raping the beat like abuse my n***a [Chorus : Ryder ] Outro: Ryder Yeah You heard dat modaah sockaaahs I told you Im an African, hehehe n***a You know We gat this sh** n***a I got some n***as who call me Walahi You feel me now Everyone whose hating n***a i tellem f** you in somali modahsoooka Donwhatch dah Ryder Tee n***a, 2K15 n***a We gat this