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Juice
Hip-Hop/Rap
Juice was released on February 19, 2025 by BMPOnly as a part of the album Off Da Cuff, Vol. 1
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Release DateFebruary 19, 2025
LabelBMPOnly
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BMP
BMP
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Lee Pettrone
Robert Lee Pettrone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BMP
BMP
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'm not where I need to be Come take what you need from me
Keep my thoughts in secrecy You don't know what that means to me
Everybody got they low points Feel like everyone needs to bleed
I don't have no reasoning Someone come and set me free
We can leave the past behind us Plus, we don't gotta be a minus love
We can leave the past behind us Plus, we don't gotta be a minus love
We can add more to the equation I ain't really trying to minus drugs
Everybody love juice, who the fuck is RainMan? Baby, I'm a ball hard to the life game end.
Oh, exposing my flaws Truth sticking to my jaw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, exposing these hoes Cause hoes always gon' be hoes, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pour anotha four, on slow motion I ain't wanna take it there
Perc popped, I don't play fair, play fair I've been getting way more buzz than lightyear
I'm not where I need to be Come take what you need from me
Keep my thoughts in secrecy You don't know what that means to me
Everybody got they low points Feel like everyone needs to bleed
I don't have no reasoning Someone come and set me free
Yo, locked in, in a cage Batman, set free
No wings, going off, blasting Ah shit, these girls, they be distractions
Yo, juice this world Is now mine, I'm acting
Crazy, lazy, Swayze, stop that Bobby, Pettrone, new tape, drop that
Yo, you don't even know what it mean to me When you see me coming in the scenery
And you taking tham pics in a BMP Wait, no, that's me
You don't even wanna, you don't even wanna You don't even wanna jump in the brain of mine
You don't wanna, you don't wanna You don't wanna take a fucking look into my eyes
My eyes, cause I know your lies Come back, three times, tenfold, nine rhymes
Yo, juice I know, all these girls they want Just one thing though, but they can't get it
Yeah, you know what it mean to me All of our thoughts in secrecy
But we don't tell the CDC under the CIA, the F.A.D
Fuck the feds, fuck the gov I don't give a shit, BMPaa
Uh, yeah, I'm talking shit I don't really give a fuck, just bit my damn lip
Yo, they got Juice dead Shot Tupac in the head
John Lennon got got Where's BMP he's shot, ah
I'm not where I need to be Come take what you need from me
Keep my thoughts in secrecy You know what that means to me
Everybody got they low points Feel like everyone needs to bleed
I don't have no reasoning Someone come and set me free
Free
Woah
How many times, yo, how many times Do I gotta tell y'all to be good
And how many rhymes Do I gotta bust up with busted rhymes
I haven't even done that once It's okay, you're sitting over here in the UK
Just smoking on some blunts Damn, BMP just chilly chilly
Oh man, sitting up in Philly Pulling up a pilly
You know the fucking silly willy guy Freestyle all the time, right
I was like, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit I can't even spit this
Cause I can't quit this Can I get a fucking witness
Can I get a fucking witness Come take what you need from me
But I ain't got shit for you now, ahhhh
Written by: Robert Lee Pettrone
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