Scarface

Intro 808 Mafia ATL Jacob   Chorus Juice WRLD Im in London with my slatts I aint see this comin when I wasoutthere movin packs Iwas down bad on my assnigga thats a fact Slam thirty slugs in that MAC pray I make it back Im Al Pacino Scarface kilos in the walls in my trap Fuck nigga shut your trap fore we put you on the map Im up in Reno at a casino tryna stack all of these racks Lifes a race we first place all them opps we overlapped   Verse 1 Gunna I OD fore I relapse International Gunna I been all across the map She love my persona aint no cap in none of my raps Im in London and these bitches lookin at me like Im the snack Slatt slatt all I yell is Slatt We smokin all these cookies go order another batch Thеse lil pussies some rookiеs aint nobody can match Dont throw no money in Tootsies I dont know how to act We wantin a rematch my slime aint givin it back You play we gonna attack its best for you to relax If Thugger give me the word man I swear you gonna get wacked Im shootin like Julius Erving you know your shit get splat Splat splat know your shit get splat Free my brother in prison I just bought him another Jag We argue twentyfour hours aint no need for you to be mad Its rainin bullets like shower aint no goin outside Chorus Juice WRLD Im in London with my slatts I aint see this comin when I was out there movin packs I was down bad on my ass nigga thats a fact Slam thirty slugs in that MAC pray I make it back Im Al Pacino Scarface kilos in the walls in my trap Fuck nigga shut your trap fore we put you on the map Im up in Reno at a casino tryna stack all of these racks Lifes a race we first place all them opps we overlapped   Verse 2 Juice WRLD Yeah cash never runnin out time to bring the tommies out Pills make my tummy shout used to sell them by the playground I aint with the fuck around baby I dont fuck around 50 Cal hit his brow I let off a couple rounds Look at me now like Chris Brown soldout shows jump in the crowd Love my girl she hold me down I love my forty it be holdin me down Percocet it controllin me now I take a couple of thirties then wild Do it cause my dad was wild far from a pastor child Rockin the Owens yeah that was Rick you see all this shit I did Not just cause I imagined it actually worked for it Now Im up in London yeah chillin on the Forbes Pills in my stomach yeah Aint no lil boy I aint scared of nothin So Im at your head like concussion Me and Gunna finna wet up the function Smoke a nigga like a pack of Runtz Percocets got me like a zombie I need a PackaPunch Uh watch me roadrun leavin these niggas in the dust Chorus Juice WRLD Im in London with my slatts I aint see this comin when I was out there movin packs I was down bad on my ass nigga thats a fact Slam thirty slugs in that MAC pray I make it back Im Al Pacino Scarface kilos in the walls in my trap Fuck nigga shut your trap fore we put you on the map Im up in Reno at a casino tryna stack all of these racks Lifes a race we first place all them opps we overlapped