Unreleased archive entry

Porridge

Juice WRLD

Porridge lyrics

Yeah, it's early as fuck in the morning here It's like some early-in-the-fuck– Like it's on some early ass music too (Chopsquad) Just waking up in like the 70s or something, yeah (Hahaha) Ah, nah, nah, nah-nah Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah Oh Good morning (Ah, yeah), woke up smokin' gas in a foreign (Ah, yeah) I'm in Los Angeles with a bad bitch (Go, yeah) And a savage (Go, yeah), got a ratchet (Go, yeah), let 'em have it (Tew-tew-tew-tew) Pull up without warning (Skrrt), sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (Pew, yeah) She gon' blow the whole team like porridge (Ayy, yeah) You got lean, whatchu waiting for? Pour it, yeah (Ooh, ayy-ayy-ayy) Book a flight, she from out the country (Ayy) Bad lil' bitch, she from Paris bring me some Givenchy (Ayy-ayy) Cocaine got her fienin', yeah (White, yeah), gas got me dreamin', yeah (Yeah-yeah) She call me everything except sober and single, yeah (Ayy-ayy, yeah) In the strip club I'm just tryna mingle, yeah (Yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy) Checkin' hoes lookin' at they ring finger, yeah (Ayy-ayy) Got my Gucci jacket out the dry-cleaners, yeah (Yeah, ayy-ayy) Gotta stay fresh, yeah, fresh to death, yeah (Ayy) Yeezy season, all four seasons (Yeah), flex-finessin' all these women, yeah (Ayy) Bad bitch, fat ass, bad habits, high fashion, fabric livin' lavish, yeah (ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah) Smokin' gas I ain't never on "E" (Yeah-yeah, oh yeah) Outer space baby, yeah I'm outta your reach (Ooh, yeah) Ball like NBA, baby, yeah I'm outta your league (Ooh, yeah) Fuck all night off a perky, don't get fatigued (Yeah-yeah) Good morning (Ah, yeah), woke up smokin' gas in a foreign (Ah, yeah) I'm in Los Angeles with a bad bitch (Go, yeah) And a savage (Go, yeah), got a ratchet (Go, yeah), let 'em have it (Tew-tew-tew-tew) Pull up without warning (Skrrt), sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (Pew, yeah) She gon' blow the whole team like porridge (Ayy, yeah) You got lean, whatchu waiting for? Pour it, yeah (Ooh, ayy-ayy-ayy) I'm in Cali, Moonrock get the Backwoods ready Bro got a .40, cock it back, aim it steady I do as I please, record deal under my feet She tryna play me, I play her like PS3 Game on, VVS put my chains on Hang on, huh, lemme get rich and put the gang on Two phones, one for the women and one for the ho's Nowadays I could prolly fuck on the bad bitches back at home hat wouldn't let me hit, now they let me hit, split, prolly fuck they friends, yeah Suck me for a quick fix, don't forget it 'til you Look like I hit a lick, yeah, love the way that she lick, yeah, I bite like a pit, yeah Good morning (Ah, yeah), woke up smokin' gas in a foreign (Ah, yeah) I'm in Los Angeles with a bad bitch (Go, yeah) And a savage (Go, yeah), got a ratchet (Go, yeah), let 'em have it (Tew-tew-tew-tew) Pull up without warning (Skrrt), sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (Pew, yeah) She gon' blow the whole team like porridge (Ayy, yeah) You got lean, whatchu waiting for? Pour it, yeah (Ooh, ayy-ayy-ayy)