I'm high as hell on this shit, man
Juice, what up, man?
I know you rollin' off them pills
I'm finna tweak on this bitch, man
Gang shit tho
[Verse 1 : Unknown Artist]
I spaz on the track, y'all niggas so wack
In the booth turnt up, and Juice up next
Ring, ring on my line, yo bitch wanna sext
I don't ever call back, hell nah, just text
I'm a young ass nigga and I swung so blessed
Won't ever be broke, smoke dope for the sesh
Yeah I'm 'bout that life, I don't even need hoes
Left hook, right hook, knock a nigga out his soul
I just wanna get rich, gettin' money is the goal
Want a foreign ass whip with a bitch that's gold
With a fat ass crib, one of these count rolls
I need fame and ???, ooh shit gettin' old
[Verse 2 : Juice WRLD]
Like woah, I'mma get the money then go
Pass the bitch like a give and go
I'm on a roll, I just want dough
I told you niggas what the fuck that I'm on
All of my niggas be rollin', these bitches be rollin'
They rollin' wit' us and we goin'
All of my niggas they gone blow when they strong
Got a gun on me so my life is long
Told you on demand, don't forget it
Boss with a god, I'mma aim at his vision
And it cut, give a fuck, hell nah, we scissors
Abracadabra, I turn to a wizard
Freestyle shit I don't even gotta write it
I can see the future like a muhfuckin' psychic
Girl gonna ride my dick like a bike
She a li'l ass bitch, call that shit Little Tikes
Muhfucka, yo girl that shit I like
Boy, told you I'm in it for real, duh
All of my niggas be rollin', I swear I be Romeo
I pop me a pill
All of my niggas go crazy
What the fuck is you, huh?
All of these niggas be lazy
But there's millions on my futon
Millions on my futon, ayy
[Interlude]
Finish him!
[Verse 3 : Juice WRLD]
Uh, I'm goin'
These hoes, they be goin', they already know it
Hope Coconut Head told yo' girl it was snowin'
All of these bitches ain't loyal, they hoein'
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, all of my niggas, they ballin'
Swear that they ballin' like Spalding
Taught you to auction
Gettin' money ,boy, I'm doin' these verses, the highest the offer
Look, boy I get high, me touch the sky
I'm too fly
Girls kissin' girls, I swear that they bi
And after I fuck, I tell they ass "bye"
Any nigga wanna come get it, I got it
Don't forget it, I'm moving up high
It's blurry ass vision
I swear these niggas talk dumb til I pull it out, shoot on the spot
Any nigga wanna come get it, we gone
I get this shit then I'm gone
I'm out workin' all night
I do all this rapping shit on my own
I need shouts out to my nigga Zay
You know that's the game though
And I feel like Future all day
'Cause when I turn up I get on beast mode
Sick of this rap game
Getting used to these cheap clothes
My Glock sing all day
Bitch, I ain't even talkin' 'bout legal
Stitch 'em up like Lilo
Run up on me, that's some dumb shit
These niggas talkin', they just starting rumours
But these bitches follow by assumptions
And I'm just tryna get this money
I get this money like it's nothing
It's Halloween when I come around
Mask on, we is snatching pumpkins
'F' everything, nigga I ain't even talkin' 'bout that I'm flunkin'
But all these niggas stupid, boy I'm A1, all these other niggas flunkin'
[Intro : Unknown Artist] I'm high as hell on this shit, man Juice, what up, man? I know you rollin' off them pills I'm finna tweak on this bitch, man Gang shit tho [Verse 1 : Unknown Artist] I spaz on the track, y'all niggas so wack In the booth turnt up, and Juice up next Ring, ring on my line, yo bitch wanna sext I don't ever call back, hell nah, just text I'm a young ass nigga and I swung so blessed Won't ever be broke, smoke dope for the sesh Yeah I'm 'bout that life, I don't even need hoes Left hook, right hook, knock a nigga out his soul I just wanna get rich, gettin' money is the goal Want a foreign ass whip with a bitch that's gold With a fat ass crib, one of these count rolls I need fame and ???, ooh shit gettin' old [Verse 2 : Juice WRLD] Like woah, I'mma get the money then go Pass the bitch like a give and go I'm on a roll, I just want dough I told you niggas what the fuck that I'm on All of my niggas be rollin', these bitches be rollin' They rollin' wit' us and we goin' All of my niggas they gone blow when they strong Got a gun on me so my life is long Told you on demand, don't forget it Boss with a god, I'mma aim at his vision And it cut, give a fuck, hell nah, we scissors Abracadabra, I turn to a wizard Freestyle shit I don't even gotta write it I can see the future like a muhfuckin' psychic Girl gonna ride my dick like a bike She a li'l ass bitch, call that shit Little Tikes Muhfucka, yo girl that shit I like Boy, told you I'm in it for real, duh All of my niggas be rollin', I swear I be Romeo I pop me a pill All of my niggas go crazy What the fuck is you, huh? All of these niggas be lazy But there's millions on my futon Millions on my futon, ayy [Interlude] Finish him! [Verse 3 : Juice WRLD] Uh, I'm goin' These hoes, they be goin', they already know it Hope Coconut Head told yo' girl it was snowin' All of these bitches ain't loyal, they hoein' Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, all of my niggas, they ballin' Swear that they ballin' like Spalding Taught you to auction Gettin' money ,boy, I'm doin' these verses, the highest the offer Look, boy I get high, me touch the sky I'm too fly Girls kissin' girls, I swear that they bi And after I fuck, I tell they ass "bye" Any nigga wanna come get it, I got it Don't forget it, I'm moving up high It's blurry ass vision I swear these niggas talk dumb til I pull it out, shoot on the spot Any nigga wanna come get it, we gone I get this shit then I'm gone I'm out workin' all night I do all this rapping shit on my own I need shouts out to my nigga Zay You know that's the game though And I feel like Future all day 'Cause when I turn up I get on beast mode Sick of this rap game Getting used to these cheap clothes My Glock sing all day Bitch, I ain't even talkin' 'bout legal Stitch 'em up like Lilo Run up on me, that's some dumb shit These niggas talkin', they just starting rumours But these bitches follow by assumptions And I'm just tryna get this money I get this money like it's nothing It's Halloween when I come around Mask on, we is snatching pumpkins 'F' everything, nigga I ain't even talkin' 'bout that I'm flunkin' But all these niggas stupid, boy I'm A1, all these other niggas flunkin' Explain Request ×
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