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Off Da Juice
Hip-Hop/Rap
Off Da Juice was released on July 3, 2026 by Mystic Plug Records as a part of the album Rolling Stoned
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Release DateJuly 3, 2026
LabelMystic Plug Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
$hoe
$hoe
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason C Schumacher
Mason C Schumacher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TRIPLE
TRIPLE
Producer

Lyrics

Father please, by any means, forgive me for my sins
It's five degrees, I'm bout to freeze, I'm bleeding out again
My body needs a little TLC, I always push it to the edge
I'm ducking from the feds, that means we countin' up this bread
My beauty queen, in a limousine, I'm fantasizing
She foreign, not boring to me
& I'm tryna make her my wifey
Babygirl, you excite me
I get so hot when you bite me
Blood Diamonds, no visine
She a movie star up in my scene
Slow down before you get there
Slow down for a minute
When I'm around, she's right there
Face down when I'm finished
Party next door pullin' up at six
Come & get yo fix
She get right like Twix"How do you feel?"
I feel like blowing my brains out
People talk shit, I just grin in their face
I hit the gas when they hit the brakes
Trip got the bass
Me & my dog got something to prove
No sitting still, boy I'm making a move
This a new jam, she liking my groove
Scars on my face, she all on my broom
I disappear & get high in my room
Still got some time before I head to my tomb
You want some smoke? Well I'm off of the shrooms
But I'm stepping foreal, he Pussy n Boots
Shoe in that mode, like he off the juice
She throw it back, give me all caboose
This shit tight, so we getting loose, I might pour a four right after the deuce
Talk bout a boost
Take your time, but hurry up
Northern Lights & double cups
All this cash, I can't get enough
I can't get enough foreal
This beat icy like a hockey puck
In Telluride, they all show me love
In Chop City, I might throw it up
I might throw it up foreal
Foreal
I'm ducking from the feds, that means we countin' up this bread
I'm noddin' off the meds, I got you thinking I was dead
I'm popping off again, hold up, I'm popping off again
Versace on my body, I smell like I came here to win
Written by: Mason C Schumacher
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