Intro (Ayy Oz you a big dog now you get to bark) Haha Ayy Oz (TEN) (Hahaha) Ayy Oz (Its Donn) Chorus Juice WRLD Back in the days ridin round in the Buick Regal (Skrrtskrrtskrrtskrrt) Iced out my cross so I look like a rich ass nigga from Christian Mingle (Amen) Your money dont got no wedding ring no wonder why you throwing singles (Brrpew brrpew) That explains the chip on your shoulder look like a box of Pringles (Yeah) Goddamn I love my country (Yeah) but I hate our leaders (Yeah) Goddamn I love my country (Yeah) and love my Desert Eagle (Yeah) Get your ass off my property I dont fuck with people If I was president itd be a Percd out Democracy I would make it legal (Yeah) Verse 1 G Herbo Im that nigga who gotta take care of my people (For real) Im trying to figure out a way for you to eat too I always treated both of us equal (You know that) Dont give up cause I need you get your mind off of that evil Time to take off like an eagle (Huh) And I walk off a rock like Im Seagull (Bean) Flow super sick like the measles Im rocking shows like a Beatle (Like a Beatle ayy) Humble I wasnt trying to tease you Dont want to lie or deceive you (For what) I spent the sack just to freeze you (Uh) Did I please you (Did I) And Im real like diesel and my bezel (Uh Bentley uh) Been round the world like a Visa (Visa) Im shaking shit like a seizure (Like a seizure uh) I used to shoot like a Ariza (Like a Ariza grr) but I guess they caught amnesia (You know that nesia) I been on 79th half my life yeah we used to post up at Leisure I know the game like a teacher and I get hope like a preacher Chorus Juice WRLD Back in the days ridin round in the Buick Regal (Skrrtskrrtskrrtskrrt) Icedout my cross so I look like a richass nigga from Christian Mingle (Amen) Your money dont got no wedding ring no wonder why you throwing singles (Brrpew brrpew) That explains the chip on your shoulder look like a box of Pringles (Yeah) Goddamn I love my country (Yeah) but I hate our leaders (Yeah) Goddamn I love my country (Yeah) and love my Desert Eagle (Yeah) Get your ass off my property I dont fuck with people If I was president itd be a Percd out Democracy I would make it legal (Yeah) Verse 2 Juice WRLD G Herbo Back in the days I aint have any funds We aint have a car but we sure had a gun A lot of people you can try but we wasnt the ones Leave your ass out to dry out to die in the sun I be always on go we making the runs Shittin on competition like I got the runs Uh count up a hundred at once uh it isnt nothing to us (Yeah) Not with the fighting the fuss uh I just want peace and love uh Ima still keep my guns cause baby Im not the one I wake up and thank God like let thy kingdom come ayy Fuck her til she cum ayy both times say Amen Go to sleep dreaming of racks (Yeah) wake up makin my dreams happen (Oh yeah) Baby Im from Chiraq (Yeah) where we get it big brackin (Oh yeah) 40 in my lap (Yeah) like a dinner napkin (Yeah yeah yeah) But whos gonna come for the cashcash Had a pussy nigga put the cat in the casket (Preacher) Chorus Juice WRLD Back in the days ridin round in the Buick Regal (Skrrtskrrtskrrtskrrt) Icedout my cross so I look like a richass nigga from Christian Mingle (Amen) Your money dont got no wedding ring no wonder why you throwing singles (Brrpew brrpew) That explains the chip on your shoulder look like a box of Pringles (Yeah) Goddamn I love my country (Yeah) but I hate our leaders (Yeah) Goddamn I love my country (Yeah) and love my Desert Eagle (Yeah) Get your ass off my property I dont fuck with people If I was president itd be a Percd out Democracy I would make it legal (Yeah)

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