Juice & Gin

[Verse 1: B.o.B] Well they say nothing is forever Well fuck what they say I been waiting for forever They steal the flow cause they can't think of nothing clever I picture me on top, I couldn't paint it any better No Genre bitch, I couldn't say it any clearer This a brand new era Make another error See the face of terror Bad news and I hate to be the bearer 9/11 and I ain't talking Panamera Ease up, east side easel Even if up was your kids you still couldn't keep up I see the competition, they get ate her finger licking No wonder I'm a pothead I was always in the kitchen Trying to whip up decent music, give the people what they missin' Now throw this shit and crack the system bitch [Hook: B.o.B (Lin-Z)] Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice Faded, (Bobby got the indo-do, got the indo) I'm rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice Faded, (Bobby got the indo-do, got the indo) [Verse 2: Jake Lambo] See I got weed in my lungs and the world in my palm I get stoned like a fossil and that's word to my ma' Just splittin' swisher's like surgeons While I ride with my niggas The car look like a sauna, I hope the cops never get us Get some liquor man fuck it I only drink on occasions But why I'm drinking I'm faded The peer pressure I hate it Debated it then I took a swig of some gin that we had I don't like drinking but really I wasn't feeling too bad Now I'm just [Hook: B.o.B (Lin-Z)] Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice Faded, (Bobby got the indo-do, got the indo) I'm rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice Faded... [Verse 3: Lin-Z] Bobby got the indo London out the window Jake whip in the lambo While Jaque make the beat go Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin' wit' a dot, only feed her wine Don't got the time, VIP no lyin' And my swag is off the hizzel fo' Shizzel for nizzel That's word to my nizzel Snoop Dizzel Got them curls for the girls: miss frizzle [Hook: B.o.B (Lin-Z)] Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice Faded, faded I'm rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice Faded, faded [Outro: Lin-Z (B.o.B)] You see nothing is forever Well fuck what they say I been waiting for forever They steal the flow cause they can't think of nothing clever I picture me on top, I couldn't paint it any better No Genre bitch, (I couldn't say it any clearer This a brand new era, this a brand new era Say it any clearer, this a brand new era)