[Intro]
DMacTooBangin

[Verse 1]
The coup came with a masseuse
That mean the seats massage me
The bitch on IG with you
With me now, eating dick like Arby's
In the club, I'm strapped in the booth
My Glock on defensive, guard me
Pass the sprite, I'ma pour up a deuce
Twenty-five for a pint, what they charge me
Speakin' the streets, man, I'm deep in it
I told my bitch she can't be friendly
That pussy a house, go to sleep in it
Drippin' the sauce like a leak in it
When she want it, she demand it
She a lil' savage like Randy
You might get shot if I panic
I do my trip, then I vanish
All of that tough talkin', it don't move me
I'm with my hitter, my dawg, my Scooby
She text me, "Hey, big head," like I'm Stewie
Told her go fuck me good for some Louie
He got in that water, Titanic
Left his ass slumped like slantin'
I come in deep on some shit like I'm Suge
You say you riding, then that's understood
I left some real n***as in the hood
I'd bring 'em all with me if I could
How did this ever come to child support?
What makes you think I don't fuck with my lil' boy?
I can't believe it like Ripley's
I'm getting molested by triplets
If you ain't straight, keep your distance
Can't stand around you like Missy
[Chorus]
I'm juiced up, Ocean Spray
I'm poured up, might drink some more today
I'm high now, might float away if I was outside now
We live now, sittin' courtside with my sideline now
Them hitters might pull up and wet you up
Ocean Spray
Don't give a fuck where you catch him at, he gotta go today
Let's ride now, let's load shit up and slide now
Can't hide now, 'bout to pull up bussin' that fire now

[Verse 2]
I'm the one that keep the streets buddin'
Cheat code, I got the easy button
These n***as left when they thought I was strugglin'
These bitches love me 'cause they know I'm thuggin'
She said she cry every night 'bout me
I barely tell her, "Thank you," I don't 'preciate it
I just wanna burn your head, yeah, cremation
Baby, I don't want your relation
God done told me they was plottin' on me
Want to see me fall like the New Year ball
Gotta move like the President
Any second thought, I won't move at all
I'm smokin' Backwoods, countin' up backends so far I counted up 120
You talkin' all this shit, you ain't 'bout none of this, I want all smoke, 4/20
Ain't no more room on my wave
I got the juice, Ocean Spray
I put the dick in her face
I cannot save her like Mase
The bag gettin' bigger and bigger
No more time for these bitch ass n***as
Broke ass rappers and fake ass killers
No more sleepin' on me, give me that pillow
[Chorus]
I'm juiced up, Ocean Spray
I'm poured up, might drink some more today
I'm high now, might float away if I was outside now
We live now, sittin' courtside with my sideline now
Them hitters might pull up and wet you up
Ocean Spray
Don't give a fuck where you catch him at, he gotta go today
Let's ride now, let's load shit up and slide now
Can't hide now, 'bout to pull up bussin' that fire now