Lose It (feat. Balleh & Apazon)

Scapegoat Ayy gimme the juice Gimme the juice, gimme the juice bitch Gimme the juice I'm in the booth, I'm in the booth bitch Gimme the juice I need to win I need to win win Gimme the juice I need to win I need to win, win, win, win F*ck niggas is losing Hop in the booth Hop in the booth, booth, booth, booth Yeah, finna go stupid Jump on a track Jump on a track, track, track, track I'm ready to lose it I got a tool and it go pop, pop, pop, pop Yeah I'm ready to lose it Lose? We ain't ever gonna lose We getting to choose Lose? We ain't ever gonna lose We hop on the snooze I hop on this beat I be killing it Niggas who rap they be sick at it uh Niggas be chatting they trash Niggas be chatting they cap None of these niggas know nothing about drip They be chatting they wazz All of they dressing they looking so f*ck' in and out sick I be lighting the gas All my bitches be shaking their ass We spraying these bands They like how we act uh Hundred of stacks in my hands These bitches be loving we spraying these bands Ayy gimme the juice Gimme the juice, gimme the juice bitch Gimme the juice I'm in the booth, I'm in the booth bitch Gimme the juice I need to win I need to win win Gimme the juice I need to win I need to win, win, win, win F*ck niggas is losing Hop in the booth Hop in the booth, booth, booth, booth Yeah, finna go stupid Jump on a track Jump on a track, track, track, track I'm ready to lose it I got a tool and it go pop, pop, pop, pop Yeah I'm ready to lose it I'm ready to lose it, I'm ready to lose it Ready to lose it yeah You cannot do it like me I do not do this for free Don't make a sound If I come around you know I'm clapping them cheeks All of my niggas gon eat Talking that cheddar cheese I'm too sick might sneeze Gotta phone home E.T He on that gas can you feel the breeze Think you owe the world a couple hundred trees This shit is serious I'm bout my P's So no second chances, ain't no please You ain't got no cheese like you lactose intolerant Show me a nigga that I am not hotter than Uh yeah, I cannot lose You can not moonwalk a mile in my shoes You cannot moonwalk a mile in my shoes You cannot walk just a mile in my feet Look at your girl, she looking at me I'm looking at her, I just wanna beat So maybe I do it I take her to my hotel room She was on it but biting and chewing Ouch bitch, ow bitch, ouch, get out bitch Okay, after the head it's some robbery shit I can't be caught with no ordinary bitch Pull out the wallet and take all her money Oh, you thought you was getting this dick Oh no like nah, nah, nah, nah You in the ghetto like ratatata, ratatata Ayy gimme the juice Gimme the juice, gimme the juice bitch Gimme the juice I'm in the booth, I'm in the booth bitch Gimme the juice I need to win I need to win win Gimme the juice I need to win I need to win, win, win, win F*ck niggas is losing Hop in the booth Hop in the booth, booth, booth, booth Yeah, finna go stupid Jump on a track Jump on a track, track, track, track I'm ready to lose it I got a tool and it go pop, pop, pop, pop Yeah I'm ready to lose it Akwa Ibom's finest, nigga you dig Check out my channel, check out my music Check out my people My people we do it yea Booth, booth, booth, booth You known the vibes, you know how we rocking You know I got goals, you ain't no option Lil bitch, ahh, whooo Scapegoat...