Unreleased archive entry

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