[Hook] x 2 My juice is 900 proof, Only message to the youth I'm reckless in the booth
I tell you no lies, please recognize I'll tear your monkey ass, to pieces and prize Niggas realize, it's not a disguise This hardcore shit will make your home girl strip Make you wanna take a sip of that red cup, Guess what, rest up, don't give a fuck Never did, small shit is irrelevant Heaven knows only live for the hell of it Know the elephant, hate anything celibate Don't really give a damn, what I tell a bitch Home going to the moon might see you soon Try to get that outlaw out the saloon Hear the click clack first then you hear the boom Get the fuck off my clap, mushroom Get out my face before I drop you Don't try to gamble, with Earl Campbell I scramble your eggs boy Replace your arms with your motherfucking legs boy They call me Dexter, David Hester, Clyde Drexler MMA, you's a wrestler
[Hook] x 2 My juice is 900 proof, Only message to the youth I'm reckless in the booth
I don't know why these suckers is fronting Like they ain't running and ducking With my team start that bucking and fucking That's what happen when you get something from nothing Any motherfuckers that wanna kick it done out in public No I'm g motherfucker and it's good to be home And I say sorry for the wait but I was burning the throne It's time to take shit, got no time for the hate bitch They talk shit, cause they ain't shit It's that rise of the ape shit, With no cesar, catch me rocking the pro Like I'm on that number 8 shit Niggas in the back wit their traps upon their hats And they guess they pack all black They'll take your racks on racks on racks nigga Thank god the gangster's back And we ain't gotta put up with this brainless rap Oh my goodness, ong and I'm reckless in the booth And I ain't never been less than the truth, motherfucker!