Unreleased archive entry

Bigger (Biscotti in the Air)

Juice WRLD

Bigger (Biscotti in the Air) lyrics

Lyrics from Snippets   Intro Juice WRLD Ally Lotti Haha This nigga crazy Surf Bae say something on the mic Bitch Im high as fuckYessir Letme add Allyto the second verse she inthere Hey Bitch Smoking cooking crisp Yeah Stupid bitch Yeah hahahaha 888808 Mafia All thatshitfuckyo Glock Ineed a gunwith bigger tits All that shit   Chorus Fuck your Glock I need a gun with bigger tits Yeah yeah yeah uhyeah Pop that 30 not that 10 I need a bigger itch Oh yeah I got a job for you hoes finding a bigger bitch Oh yeah Tryna move that cocaine by the zip hide it by your tits Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah Uh young rich niggas we rare Uhhuh All the hoes stop and stare Uhhuh Louis V underwear Uhhuh VVS solar flare Uhhuh Bad vibes over there Uhhuh In my recliner chair putting biscotti in the air Verse 2 Uh yeah Nigga whats good Four of my niggas ride through your hood uh yeah Brr Wish you would who do you think you are Young Suge Uh yeah The fuck Gettin in good leave em laying on the front porch like his house haunted Yeah Roll up woods pour up mud lets get stuck Bitch Whered all the real ones go We the only real ones uh Thats for real From the pain in our brains when they took when I gained Uh uh Now the days aint the same Make me wanna scream out they names Lets go No reply so we gettin high plottin from the other side   Chorus Fuck your Glock I need a gun with bigger tits Oh yeah Pop that 30 not that 10 I need a bigger itch Oh yeah I got a job for you hoes finding a bigger bitch Oh yeah Tryna move that cocaine by the zip hide it by your tits Oh yeah VVS solar flare Uhhuh Eskimo polar bear Uhhuh Designer I wear Uhhuh Bad vibes over there Uhhuh In my recliner chair putting biscotti in the air   Outro 808 Mafia