Yeah, in the booth, yeah, smoking booth, yeah
F*ck the lies, I get high to see the truth, yeah
Who am I? F*ck, nigga, who are you? Yeah
Cock it back, load it up, I'll let it shoot, yeah
Got the juice, yeah, got the juice, yeah
It's my world, it's my world, I got the juice, yeah
Got the juice, yeah, got the juice, yeah
It's my world, it's my world, I got the juice, yeah
I pour a four inside my cup like it's nothing
You run up on me, then you know that it's bustin
You ain't talking money, that's the end of that discussion
F*ck her from the back, I hit that bitch until she comin
Ayy, well, paparazzi fans get to runnin
Rockstar jumpin' to the crowd, now they jumpin
Twenty-three up in my Glock, jumpin', jumpin', jumpin
You ain't making money, naw, you just making assumptions
Put my dick all in a jar, break her back just like the law
This some real nigga business, so these fake niggas can't get involved
All I do is problem solve, all I do is count it up
Leave him leaking aqueducts, shoot him in the stomach till he had enough
In the booth, yeah, smoking booth, yeah
F*ck the lies, I get high to see the truth, yeah
Who am I? F*ck nigga, who are you, yeah
Cock it back, load it up, I'll let it shoot, yeah
Got the juice, yeah, got the juice, yeah
It's my world, it's my world, I got the juice, yeah
Got the juice, yeah, got the juice, yeah
It's my world, it's my world, I got the juice, yeah
It's my world, it's my world, I got the juice, yeah