Analog
Juice WRLD · Produced by Nick Mira
Analog lyrics
Chorus
Hmm freestyle
Im bout to let loose wind me up
Heard he a snitch nigga tie him up
Ill leave him washed up then dry em up
Where my chopper at Line em up
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
Keep a stick like analog keep a stick like analog yeah
Verse
Collar round my neck yeah Im a dog yeah
Pig out on a bitch feelin like a hog yeah
Count the money up make sure that its all there
Use your glasses contacts see it all clear
IIIve been smokin chronic you can smell it in the air
You in another country you still smell it over there
You smokin mid like a little kid get that outta here
Bitch Im rich I just bought a zip to throw it in the air
Hella bands runnin like a Lambo at a red light
Tried to leave me left so I had to leave you dead right
Thats your big homie why he tellin to the feds
Ive never seen no shit like that in my life
If you ever fuck with my money you gettin shot up in the head right
Tony Montana Dead right dead right
Kidnap your family how dare I
Chorus
Hmm freestyle
Im bout to let loose wind me up
Heard he a snitch nigga tie em up
Ill leave him washed up then dry em up
Where my chopper at Line em up
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
Keep a stick like analog keep a stick like analog yeah
Open Verse
Chorus
Hmm freestyle
Im bout to let loose wind me up
Heard he a snitch nigga tie him up
Ill leave him washed up then dry em up
Where my chopper at Line em up
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
I dont play at all keep a stick like analog
Keep a stick like analog keep a stick like analog yeah