Love Over There (V2)
Juice WRLD · Produced by Nick Mira
Love Over There (V2) lyrics
Intro
Count it up then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
Chorus
Count it up then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
Im in LA walking in the sand but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants Yeah
Verse 1
Ima live my life like an oasis
I remember strugglin rappin in a basement
Came up on them Ms with no job application
I guess all your hard work aint payin off yeah
Girl if you come over gotta take it off yeah
I dont pay for pussy but I break it off yeah
Hit it then I quit it girl thats all I want
I have you addictеd like the drugs Im on
Treat my lovе like the Percs pop it for me go berserk
Spent ten on a shirt you dont wanna know the work
Saving hoes never works fuck do I look like a church
Still got a big heart its a gift and a curse
Chorus
Count it up then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
Im in LA walking in the sand but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants Yeah
Verse 2
Ganja in my Backwood Perky in my system
Niggas talking dumb Ill up that choppa I wont miss em
All these bitches suckin dick but these niggas be kissin em
All I know is stack the money up you know Im gettin it
VVS my wrist huh gold on it like piss uh
You could suck a dick if you aint bout runnin up this uh
I stay in my lane ho I aint never switch
Nineteen years old grown man shit
No father in my life Im on my own man shit
Ayy fuck the bank money count it up bandit uh
Stain gang take yo shit I guess Im a bandit
Too much sauce for these hoes they cant handle it
I cant have these hoes either they be scandalous
Im gon beat it up destroy it like I vandald it
Aiming at your suit cannot wear no candles kid yeah
Huh ayy add it up
That lil ho she a fuck she a slut
Tu—pac hit em up
Ambu—lance pick em up
I remember when my heart was broke
So was my pockets though
Now I got a couple Ms in my bank account like—
I cant hear you talking ho
Fendi Gucci Louis in my closet ho
I walk up in Chase fifty k make a deposit ho
They still take it in when the bank is closed
Came into the bank with a big load
Niggas iffy uh sticky tucked Gummo
Closet really lookin like a gun show
Not in my house lil ho
Feel like Mutombo
Up right left right X and Y
Hit em with a combo
Niggas they testify
Yous a snitch ho
Chorus
Count it up then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
Im in LA walking in the sand but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants Yeah
Verse 3
My bedroom a strip club baby take it off
I dont pay for pussy but I bet Ill break you off
I be sippin codeine whenever I got a cough
Rockin Fendi shoes while standin over a loft
Hit Saks Fifth almost spent ten
Pull up on em with that
Im gon fuck her then Ill fuck her best friend
My best friend the new Smith Wesson
Yeah yeah
She from Toronto
I fucked that bitch in my condo dont let her mom know
Servin that shit like cilantro out of the condo
Yeah ayy
ABB ho
You cant see ho
They wanna see me ho
I wanna be rich but you a wannabe ho
Ran up checks quick
Couple ms bitch
Im a Em bitch
Shady money no slim bitch
Chorus
Count it up then grab the rubber bands
I just spent that on a pair of pants
I remember I was buying Vans
Hurt your feelings when I tell you my advance
Im in LA walking in the sand but tomorrow I might fly out to Japan
Shorty wanna fuck I told her that it all depends
Can you suck it through the leather pants Yeah