Buck 50

Intro Juice WRLD Ayy Scheme you killed it Yeah   Chorus Juice WRLD Ima keep it a buck fifty Uh you cant fuck with me Uhuh Try to run on me What we gon bust semis Grrah Grrah In the trap house water whippin Uh Im fuckin on a thot in her kidneys Uh Nigga this my city Uhhuh my city Come and take a ride with me ohohoh Ride with me   PostChorus Juice WRLD Skrrt swerve or somethin Hop off on your ass and go earn some Gettin to the bag on a daily basis Hit Saks Fifth Ima burn some I dont go shopping without my gun Yeah 30 on me why I take codeine with the blunt Blunt 40 on me why I sip codeine and smoke Runtz Sticks uh Livin my life on the money hunt   Verse 1 Juice WRLD Hatin on me but they wanna bе just like me I know Jealousy is onе of the ugliest things to show oh Poppin A215s the only thing that numbs Yeah yeah hit the plug now Im tryna get her some These drugs got me stuck inside a prison They put me in the groove help me find my rhythm I take drugs and tote my pistol FN hangin out Balenciaga denim Pockets got Death Race for Love money in em We set up shops catch an opp then we skin em Then mail his head to his motherfuckin children My goal is billions Im up millions Superstar not a civilian Me and Ben Frank got cool we chillin I aint mean to say chillin bitch Im billin At least I aint drug dealin Hit the mall and I spend me a lottery ticket I dont kick it with groupies with my bitch Im bickin it Me and her get so high we cant feel ligaments Still fuckin off of the Perkies we intimate Leave Earth we aint comin back nigga Chorus Juice WRLD Ima keep it a buck fifty Uh you cant fuck with me Uhuh Try to run on me Yeah what we gon bust semis Grrah grrah grrah In the trap house water whippin Uh yeah Im fuckin on a thot in her kidneys Uh yeah Nigga this my city Uhhuh my city Come and take a ride with me ohohoh Ride with me   PostChorus Juice WRLD Skrrt swerve or somethin Hop off your ass and go earn some Uh Gettin to the bag on a daily basis Uh Hit Saks Fifth Ima burn some Uh I dont go shopping without my gun Uh 30 on me why I take codeine with the blunt Uh 40 on me why I sip codeine and smoke Runtz Uh uh Livin my life on the money hunt   Verse 2 Juice WRLD Uh smokin these Runtz Hitting your bitch from the back and the front uh uh Poppin these Percs I might just go berserk and fuck on a bitch all night long I got thots inside my house one way in and one way out Put my dick up in they mouth tryna feel what they talking bout Im at Coachella double R on the truck feel like Birdman Im a Young Stunna Yeah Not a pedestrian I shoot a movie like cameras Gunner and Gunna Oh yeah Bitch Im a superstar I may pull up in a supercar fuckin yo mama Drive the Hellcat like a NASCAR Screamin out Slatt with my gun drawn Opps comin from everywhere Call of Duty how they spawn But I got killers everywhere bullshit is what theyre on Its three strikes in this game of life but I aint worried Im Barry Bonds Knock it out the park Barry I feel like Rick James Or maybe Rick and Morty cause my life is insane Chorus Juice WRLD Ima keep it a buck fifty Uh you cant fuck with me Uhuh Try to run on me Yeah what we gon bust semis Grrah grrah grrah In the trap house water whippin Uh Im fuckin on a thot in her kidneys Uh Nigga this my city Uhhuh my city Come and take a ride with me ohohoh Ride with me   PostChorus Juice WRLD Skrrt swerve or somethin Hop off your ass and go earn some Uh Gettin to the bag on a daily basis Uh Hit Saks Fifth Ima burn some Uh I dont go shopping without my gun Uh 30 on me why I take codeine with the blunt Uh 40 on me why I sip codeine and smoke Runtz Uh uh Livin my life on the money hunt   Guitar Solo Carlton McDowell   Outro Robb Bank Carlton Eighteen Nuri the GOAT