Yeat - All Juicëz** lyrics

Lyrics From Snippets [Chorus] Hold up, triple seven Park that b*tch back like I'm double heaven Hold up, triple deuces Pour this b*tch up, we got all the juices (Drunk) Hold up, speak to heaven Geeked up out my mind, might need a medic Big body GLE-skee I want, bought it My diamonds real pissy, they potty I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi Oh, no-no-no, no-no-no, we don't know nobody Twenty bad b*tches, they all in the lobby Getting rich just like this, it's a hobby Pull up in a Tonka and it's a big body Big body, big body (Ayy) Pull up in a Tonka and it's a big body Big body, big body, big body, big body If everybody could get lit just like this Then they would and they wouldn't even tell none about it [Verse] Say it again for the kids that just doubted Rock that YSL, thеy love when I cop it I was cleanin' up ... Go hеad chop him up like a bunion Let it go, let [?] I'm as high as a crane I be chillin' with the demons Off the perc, I can't walk at all, paraplegic Leanin' sideways off the drank, got me geekin' They don't be high, don't be knowin' the minute 6:66, 7:77, drink it I took a break from the percs, it ain't lonesome Tell this b*tch I need the bread, need to loan some I ain't never pull a goddamn loan out b*tch turn me on when I pull out my bo*er Walk inside that b*tch, we don't do no scuffle Makin' money off the perc, I'ma shuffle Dig it up and bury it back like a shovel I don't know what's going on in the bubble I don't know what's going on in the world fu*k, at half the cost we always do triple I don't pay attention to sh*t but my gang and my money And I wanna know about it I be geeked, I take a Tuss in the Tesla I be geeked, I take a crank in the morning You ain't geekin' boy, your life is a lie How you know all this sh*t? You a spy Heard you snitchin', you a bug, you a fly I just woke up, got the Tonka and go ride it I been geekin' up a lot, I won't lie I been starting to think I'm losing my mind But the devil told me everything fine I just woke up, fu*ked that b*tch in her spine I don't be doin' sh*t, only online I just be bootin' up outta my mind Copped a double, then I tripled it down b*tch, I don't want nothin', no waitin' in no line [Chorus] Hold up, triple seven Park that b*tch back like I'm double heaven Hold up, triple deuces Pour this b*tch up, we got all the juices (Drunk) Hold up, speak to heaven Geeked up out my mind, might need a medic Big body GLE-skee I want, bought it My diamonds real pissy, they potty I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi Oh, no-no-no, no-no-no, we don't know nobody Twenty bad b*tches, they all in the lobby Getting rich just like this, it's a hobby Pull up in a Tonka and it's a big body Big body, big body (Ayy) Pull up in a Tonka and it's a big body Big body, big body, big body, big body If everybody could get lit just like this Then they would and they wouldn't even tell none about it