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Rockout Juice - Graduated Lyrics



Rockout Juice - Graduated Lyrics
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I done found my peace in the money, Aye say lil' hoe better slow y'all roll
Ain't finna treat me like a dummy Tell them niggas I graduated
They was doubting the kid treated me like a flunky
Off of this drug it turned me to a junkie Got bad habits, go get me that one Tee
These niggas preyed on my downfall, Sum like Grizzly
When I go ghost, tell them niggas don't miss me
Bitch, I don't know what you do with yo mouth
You can give me a hug, but you better not kiss me
Late night riding with Vic and Lil' D
SP four deep five Blicks in the V Lil' bro don't go out unless he got a ski
With a blick on his side and an all-white tee
Shit, I ain't been the same ever since Lil' T
First real nigga to show me some love Back in the class, remember Miss Reed
Smokin' that B, it was me, tay and teezy I need a blunt and some liq for the ease
Cuddy done with the batch, gotta serve new fiends
I love blue hunnids, I hate my greens I think bro in the slimy, he sippin' that green
Niggas be lil' ass boys, so gun happy I think I got what you need
Big ol' blick hit a nigga, he sneeze, No hatchu tag at a nigga, he freeze
Bet I'm touchin' a hunnid by any means Me and Vic on the road, dumpin' all the yings
Boy, I need all white, Sum Mr. Clean, Married to the game and I don't need a ring
Dog shit all in my pockets Four pockets full, but I'm not lil' baby
Dope dick makin' this lil' bitch a fiend Like it's a pandemic, it's drivin' her crazy
I'm slowin' down with the music, I need to get up
I really feel like I've been lazy Niggas sleep like Tracy McGrady
Oh shit, I mean Tracy Morgan Broke-ass nigga can't pay his mortgage
This bitch not tryna f*ck, I don't force it Let's go rack for rack, I'll take yo stack
I'm tryna see who the poorest
I done found my piece in the money
Aye say lil hoe, better slow yo roll Ain't finna treat me like a dummy
Tell them niggas I graduated They was doubtin' the kid, treated me like a flunky
Off of this drug, it turned me to a junkie Got bad habits, go get me that one tee
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I done found my peace in the money, Aye say lil' hoe better slow y'all roll
Ain't finna treat me like a dummy Tell them niggas I graduated
They was doubting the kid treated me like a flunky
Off of this drug it turned me to a junkie Got bad habits, go get me that one Tee
These niggas preyed on my downfall, Sum like Grizzly
When I go ghost, tell them niggas don't miss me
Bitch, I don't know what you do with yo mouth
You can give me a hug, but you better not kiss me
Late night riding with Vic and Lil' D
SP four deep five Blicks in the V Lil' bro don't go out unless he got a ski
With a blick on his side and an all-white tee
Shit, I ain't been the same ever since Lil' T
First real nigga to show me some love Back in the class, remember Miss Reed
Smokin' that B, it was me, tay and teezy I need a blunt and some liq for the ease
Cuddy done with the batch, gotta serve new fiends
I love blue hunnids, I hate my greens I think bro in the slimy, he sippin' that green
Niggas be lil' ass boys, so gun happy I think I got what you need
Big ol' blick hit a nigga, he sneeze, No hatchu tag at a nigga, he freeze
Bet I'm touchin' a hunnid by any means Me and Vic on the road, dumpin' all the yings
Boy, I need all white, Sum Mr. Clean, Married to the game and I don't need a ring
Dog shit all in my pockets Four pockets full, but I'm not lil' baby
Dope dick makin' this lil' bitch a fiend Like it's a pandemic, it's drivin' her crazy
I'm slowin' down with the music, I need to get up
I really feel like I've been lazy Niggas sleep like Tracy McGrady
Oh shit, I mean Tracy Morgan Broke-ass nigga can't pay his mortgage
This bitch not tryna f*ck, I don't force it Let's go rack for rack, I'll take yo stack
I'm tryna see who the poorest
I done found my piece in the money
Aye say lil hoe, better slow yo roll Ain't finna treat me like a dummy
Tell them niggas I graduated They was doubtin' the kid, treated me like a flunky
Off of this drug, it turned me to a junkie Got bad habits, go get me that one tee
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Writer: Jaiden Turner
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Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Jaiden Turner
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