Wait 4 Me (Split My Brains) (Feat. G Herbo)

Intro Juice WRLD 808 Mafia Alright 808 uhhuh huh ayy ayy ayy ayy   Chorus Juice WRLD Gun beat like 808 (Uhhuh) On this beat with808(Uhhuh) Im off ofthem MM’s (Uhhuh) Percocet I cant seestraight (Uhhuh) She do white like Eminem (Uhhuh) Slim Shady money in the bank (Uhhuh) No Limit gang gon pull up in a tank (Uhhuh) Dick in her mouth I been fuckin’ her face (Uhhuh) I move fast change the pace (Uhhuh) You move too slow change your pace (Uhhuh) Puffin on dank smokin stank (Uhhuh) This a real KelTec not a prank (Uhhuh) Ima race a Murciélago ayy (Uhhuh) Just a young rich nigga from Chicago ayy (Uhhuh) All my opps dont got no aim (Uhhuh) All the times they couldve spilt my brains (Uhhuh)   Verse 1 Juice WRLD Bitch Im from Chicago I feel like Yeezy maybe Michael uh (Uh uh uhhuh) Moonwalk in that pussy call me Jackson call me Michael uh (Uh uh for real) Pull up on the scene choppa read em likе a Bible (Uh uh uhhuh) Where I comе from we was taught to drop gangster disciple (Yeah gang gang gang GDK shit) Get this cash get the bag (Uhhuh) invest in it all (Chaching) John Wall in the fourth (Uh uh uh) all I do is ball I’m a horndog made her give me head in the stall (Yeah uh) I may go in raw if her pussy like a waterfall (Uh uh uh uhhuh) I’m a big dog K Camp with this ho (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) I really had to cut this bitch off Gun got a mistletoe I know it cannot wait to kiss yall And I ain’t missin ho I dont miss a ho at all My wrist super froze and I got diamonds by my jawaw Your bitch wanna get it on (Yeah yeah yeah) She know I’m a demon she got the devil on her tongue (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) In my bag got me feelin like LeBron (Yeah yeah yeah) Poppin pills laid up with my gun (Brrt brrt brrt) Chorus Juice WRLD G Herbo Gun beat like 808 On this beat with 808 (Uhhuh) Im off of them MMs (Uhhuh) Percocet I cant see straight (Uhhuh) She do white like Eminem (Uhhuh) Slim Shady money in the bank (Uhhuh) No Limit gang gon pull up in a tank (Uhhuh) Dick in her mouth I been fuckin her face (Uhhuh) I move fast change the pace (Uhhuh) You move too slow change your pace (Uhhuh) Puffin on dank smokin stank (Uhhuh) This a real KelTec not a prank (Uhhuh) Ima race a Murciélago ayy (Uhhuh ay) Just a young rich nigga from Chicago ayy (Uhhuh ay) All my opps dont got no aim All the times they couldve spilt my brains   Verse 2 G Herbo Juice WRLD Phew Im at 150 on a interstate (Yeah) And I aint gone stop Imma take the cops like my shit aint got authentic plates (Yeah) Soon as I awake Im chasing the guap like a first date and I cant be late (Swerve) Told Blood leave the FN in the car cuz they lettin me in with a Glock and a Drac Pray to god aint no drama today better thank God we never shot up the place (Brrr) My eyes red high off a lot of the drank got the streets on fire hotter than May (Hotter than May) Niggas counting me out Im winning the race Decade later they aint got nothing to say Better play your cards right its a game of spades Im stacking up books and tucking an ace (Tucking an ace) Her pussy aint good Im fucking her face (Im fucking her face) She trippin she told me to speed up the pace (Yep) G Herbo and em fore I came and came She came in my bed told her stay in her lane (Stay in her lane) They say Im the realest remain the same Through trials through trauma the pain the fame And even though Im buying chains and rings Im stacking this shit for a rainy day These niggas love hatin they watching the gang watch next year im coppin watches for gang (Yeah yeah yeah) Just told my bitch get one of they name They run up on us Im throwing the flame (Yeah yeah yeah) Start asking questions you know what to say I stay running game but aint come to play (Yeah yeah yeah) Keep killers with me they will make you a day like 911 but Im 808 (Brrt brrt brrt) Ay Chorus Juice WRLD Gun beat like 808 On this beat with 808 (Oh yeah) Im off of them MMs (Oh yeah) Percocet I cant see straight (Oh yeah) She do white like Eminem (Uh uh) Slim Shady money in the bank (Uhhuh) No Limit gang gon pull up in a tank (Uh) Dick in her mouth I been fuckin her face (Yeah) I move fast change the pace (Uh) You move too slow change your pace (Uhhuh) Puffin on dank smokin stank (Yeah) This a real KelTec not a prank (Yeah brrt) Ima race a Murciélago ayy (Uhhuh) Just a young rich nigga from Chicago ayy (Yeah) All my opps dont got no aim (Yeah) All the times they couldve spilt my brains (Brrt)