Juicy J - Yet

Juicy J "Stay Trippy" in stores Aug. 27th Download Juicy J "Yet": http://goo.gl/IQ6GHo Music Video by Juicy J performing Yet. Directed By: Jonathan Andrade BLKDMNDS - Follow BLKDMNDS on Twitter:   / theblkdmnds   Like BLKDMNDS on Facebook:   / blkdmnds   Follow BLKDMNDS on Tumblr:   / blkdmnds   Follow BLKDMNDS on Instagram: @BLKDMNDS JUICY J - Follow Juicy J on Twitter:   / therealjuicyj   LYRICS - [Intro] Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna fuck every bitch I ain't fuck yet Haven't met a motherfucker I can trust yet [Verse 1] You out here stuntin, lyin' and... Before you know it, they'll be IDing your body Layin' dead in the morgue, we don't play that shit Catch your car at the mall, we gon' spray that shit And them niggas that's with ya can't do nothin' but miss ya AK47, boy, that shit shoots missiles Got my whole hood with me -- king of the city I drink like a redneck, and smoke like a hippy Put a price on your head, maybe your brother will kill ya For that money, it could be any one of your niggas And he throwin' more bullets than the Super Bowl Nigga, if you don't shoot to kill, what're you shootin' for? You niggas shakin' -- you niggas scared We takin' head shots, you shoot the legs Bitch-ass nigga, you ain't 'bout that life You may come from the streets, but you ain't got no stripes Keep on payin' these hoes -- one gon' set you up Lay you down, and not even Life Alert can help you up Niggas killin' every day, over a couple of bandz So what you think they gon' do for a hundred grand? [Hook] Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna fuck every bitch I ain't fuck yet Haven't met a motherfucker I can trust yet Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna fuck every bitch I ain't fuck yet Haven't met a motherfucker I can trust yet [Verse 2] You bitches out here lyin' like you movin' juices A nigga fronted your ass a bomb, now you've got excuses Now you tryna hide, dodgin' our phone calls A nigga'll catch up with your ass, knock your dome off Put a hole in your head, what'd you expect? Playin' with a nigga money, that's disrespect Fuck around and get your baby mama tied up A nigga'll pull up on you sprayin' like a fire truck Set your mama house on fire, nail the door shut Ain't nobody gettin' out, it's over, bruh And over what? Niggas ain't takin' shit These niggas really 'bout that life, you out here fakin' it [Hook] Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna fuck every bitch I ain't fuck yet Haven't met a motherfucker I can trust yet Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna fuck every bitch I ain't fuck yet Haven't met a motherfucker I can trust yet