Numb Numb Juice Lyrics - Schoolboy Q

Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga 

I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, nigga 

Time's up 

Got my coins up, my bars up, soon we find 'em 

We gon' slide 'em, we lined 'em, straight reclined 'em 

Pistol grip, I got all kinds of, I'm not your driver 

Shot gon' hit him, he won't answer, I'm blowing ganja 

So much work, they call me old school, I remind you 

That bitch you think you got is not you, where you find her? 

She a kickstand, a big fan, I get behind her 

Then I slid it in, I win, I win, ayy 

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I mean that's bitch shit 

Faking like you got it in your pockets, yeah, that's bitch shit 

Talking to them hoes, you steady gossip, yeah, that's bitch shit 

Telling on your mans so you can scram, yeah, that's bitch shit 

Pull it out and acting like it jam, yeah, that's bitch shit 

Hating on another nigga come-up, yeah, that's bitch shit 

Staying in because you know it's summer, yeah that's bitch shit 

You a bitch boy, on my mama, uh 

Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo 

Got a plan, we gon' kill his man 

The gun won't jam, it's on on sight 

I might get life, that's on my life 

The four-four-five, the go, green light 

To build that price, it filled up nice 

The god won't die 

Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo 

Seen 'em floss, in my purest form, bitch, I'm greedy, uh 

Goyard tags, filled with hella cash, this my gimme bag 

Singles add, we don't do no class, nigga, nine subtract, ayy 

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Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga 

I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, nigga 

Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, nigga 

Numb numb juice to the head, fuck up the opps, nigga 

Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga 

I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, nigga 

Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, nigga 

Numb numb juice to the head, fuck up the opps, nigga