Intro Juice WRLD Lex Luger on the beat Its Swerve WRLD bitch Swervo what you on nigga GGGas Team Skrrt Haha Uh Verse 1 Juice WRLD G Herbo Uh Yeah he know Yeah Aint with the fighting at all Yeah yeah Gun on my hip thats my cheat code Yeah Two percs Im nodding off Yeah yeah Im in Dior having a ball Ball Me and Swerve we gon ball Ball So much money cant spend it all All Big ole 40 in my drawers Drawers All my demons sinister uh Yeah Someone get a minister uh Yeah Blue pills to the face Yeah Pour up the lеan to finish it off Yeah yeah yeah Feel likе Lenny Kravitz Kravitz In some Gucci glasses Glasses Goddamn that boy stylish Stylish Hollow points that boy wildin Wildin uh Verse 2 G Herbo Juice WRLD All my young niggas grew up wildin CJ kept it silent So much money thats coming keep piling Uh Put 250 off in an island Say he from the east side pull his file then Running everything past on the island Niggas was violent used to be a child then Three hundred thousand whips no mileage Err And Im dripping all in sauce like Alton You get money dial in Get money dont worry about niggas dont get too much money You get money smile then you pussy Fuck nigga and you must be hatin on me You say Im broke how I am This rap shit fuel too many ho niggas Every day I be ready to throw the towel in Gorillas wolves when we howling Gotta feed em they stomachs growling On the hunt you dont eat if you dont kill nothin Get yo ass up make a nigga proud then Yeah Verse 3 Juice WRLD Uh make me proud Make me proud My niggas on the prowl On the prowl Pull up in that ghost Ghost So my crib look like a haunted house uh Haunted house Smoking loud Loud Yo weed dont make a sound At all What you got a seven A seven Im smokin out the pound Out the bitch Ayy yo Yo My niggas on the roll On the roll If its about the dough Bout the dough We gon lose control ayy Lose control Oh I had to let you know Ayy oh let you know Load the choppa up Load the choppa up Cock it back and let it go Let it go I put a brick on my wrist dancing Clean ass nigga with some dirty Fanta Uhhuh Feel like a dog in the Rick Owens Uhhuh Your bitch did all of the clique she going Yeah Your bitch did all of the Coke its snowing Yeah Uhhuh uhhuh uhhuh ya know Know Big money CEO business suit with a Draco Oh Open Verse Outro GGGas Team

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