Tag
Juice WRLD
Tag lyrics
Intro
Oh brandnew Porsche Skrrt skrrt
Oh Skrrt skrrt whip that Yeah
Chop a brick then I flip that Yeah yeah uhhuh uhhuh
Brand new Uhhuh uhhuh uhhuh
Shining on that bitch like some church shoes Uhhuh uhhuh
Yeah yeah Uhhuh
Chorus
Brandnew Porsche whip that Uhhuh
Chase a check spend that Uhhuh
40 with a dick yeah Uhhuh
Told yo bitch “Lick that” Uhhuh
Draco in a Louis bag Uhhuh
This bitch got some kick back Uhhuh
Thats yo bitch hit that Uhhuh
Break her off Kit Kat Uhhuh
I been counting hella racks Yeah
Feel like I hit a lick yeah Uhhuh
I was broke aint goin back Yeah
Yeah I had to fix that Uhhuh
Damn would you look at that Ya dig
I dont even look at tags Uhhuh
Run up then you gettin tagged Uhhuh baow
Run up then you gettin tagged Uhhuh baow baow
Verse 1
Everybody know my racks long Rich
Everyone used to the sad songs Bitch
Good heart gone bad emotional combat Yeah
Yeah I gotta keep my strap on me Strap on me
I live in a war zone Grrah
Please dont try it this is where you die at Die
I gotta make that shit clear Yeah
Might go platinum this year Yeah
Take a shit on my peers Yeah
They said I wouldnt make it here Yeah
So I do by my lonely Yeahyeah VLone shit like Bari Yeahyeah
At the crib fuckin on wifey we dont fuck with parties Yeah yeah
Yeah Uhhuh picture me and her in a Phantom Skrrt skrrt
You dont gotta picture it Ill make it real Skrrt skrrt
Skrrt skrrt skrrt for the real for real Ya dig
Chorus
Brandnew Porsche whip that Uhhuh
Chase a check spend that Uhhuh
40 with a dick yeah Uhhuh
Told yo bitch “Lick that” Uhhuh
Draco in a Louis bag Uhhuh
This bitch got some kick back Uhhuh
Thats yo bitch hit that Uhhuh
Break her off KitKat Uhhuh
I been counting hella racks Yeah
Feel like I hit a lick yeah Uhhuh
I was broke aint goin back Yeah
Yeah I had to fix that Uhhuh
Damn would you look at that Yeah
I dont even look at tags Uhhuh
Run up then you gettin tagged Uhhuh baow
Run up then you gettin tagged Uhhuh baow baow
Verse 2
I know one thing for a fact Yeah every time I make a track Yeah
Everybody goes crazy over it Yeah like it was crack Yeah
My brother used to sell that Uhhuh ship it out mail that Uhhuh
His own homie got him locked up Yeah yeah yeah
Tattle tale shit Yeah yeah yeah
Swerve till my wrist lock tryna tail fish Skrrt swerve
I may crash damnit Yeah Im a cash bandit Uhhuh
On the Percs fighting Uhhuh feel like Bruce Banner Ya dig
Dirty up the Fanta Dirty ya dig
She wanna fuck on camera Ya dig
I take a perc beforehand Ya dig
Tryna increase my stamina Ya dig
I shoot the gun with both hands Ya dig
I count it up with both hands Ya dig
Sad as fuck my bro dead Damn RIP to that man Ya dig
Shit like Afghan Ya dig life of black man Grrah grrah damn
Chorus
Brandnew Porsche whip that Uhhuh
Chase a check spend that Uhhuh
40 with a dick yeah Uhhuh
Told yo bitch “Lick that” Uhhuh
Draco in a Louis bag Uhhuh
This bitch got some kick back Uhhuh
Thats yo bitch hit that Uhhuh
Break her off KitKat Uhhuh
I been counting hella racks Yeah
Feel like I hit a lick yeah Uhhuh
I was broke aint goin back Yeah
Yeah I had to fix that Uhhuh
Damn would you look at that Ya dig
I dont even look at tags Uhhuh
Run up then you gettin tagged Uhhuh baow
Run up then you gettin tagged Uhhuh baow baow