Juice Bars Songtext
von Cozz

Every day of the week (yeah)
I get to play with a beat (yeah)
I′m just a lion with lines (yeah)
I do not play with the sheep (bitch)
But I got close with the GOATs (yeah)
They like how I say what I think (yeah)
I've been at war with the guys (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I′m still prayin' for peace

Let me roll my weed
Let me roll my drugs, let me do my thing
Let me feel that buzz
Let me get my hug, what's your name?
Let me roll my weed
Let me sit my wine, wine and dine (bitch)
Let me do my thing
Can I show your ass a good time?


We been far apart but when we come together, we gon′ cum together
Motherfuck the weather, you a fuckin′ sprinkler
You a slip and slide, you always fucked it better
She goes down and tell me, "Pick my head up"
You the topic, top pick of the litter
These other niggas trash, I'ma pick up the litter
Dump ′em in the dumpster, any other motherfucker, motherfuck 'em
I could fuck the club up, I could make you think, I′ll make you motherfucker 'em

Your bitch a bird? That′s why she tryna duck you
It's absurd to ever try and trust her
Fuck what you heard, pockets full of cluckers
Yeah, I get the chicken, you can call it cheese, you can call it spinach
Yeah, season, dawg, I'm bein′ real specific
Let me dumb it down so you can finally get it, lil′ idiot

Who that nigga?
If it ain't me, bitch

This ain′t, nothin' but a picnic in the park
I pick a beat then I pick it apart
Until I′m livin' with a picket fence in the yard
To get in the Wraith, my pigs in the car
Because Cozz livin′ too large
Got drive but sometimes you gotta kick it to start
Poke 'em with a stick just to get this bark
I know I'm fire but sometimes you gotta flick it to spark
Yeah, flick it to spark


But fuck all that fast rap
Y′all niggas can have that, these is dad raps
Y′all my sons, I love you niggas
But what's done is done
When you stay asleep when you ain′t supposed to, you get your ass whooped
But love is love
I talk in the mic with a lesson to teach
This is better than that sex on the beach (bitch)

Every day of the week (yeah)
I get to play with a beat (yeah)
I'm just a lion with lines (yeah)
I do not play with the sheep (bitch)
But I got close with the GOATs (yeah)
They like how I say what I think (yeah)
I′ve been at war with the guys (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I'm still prayin′ for peace

Bitch, I got that lemonade, that cranberry
Bitch, I'm made of Minute Maid, and that's scary
′Cause I got that juice, juice, juice, juice, juice
Yeah, I got that juice, juice, juice, juice, juice (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, bitch I got that juice