Unreleased archive entry

YNR (Money Over Hoes)

Juice WRLD

YNR (Money Over Hoes) lyrics

Intro Like yeah drippin with that VOGUE Yeah choppas to the faaaace   Chorus Yeah choppas to the faaaace Bitch yeahletme put mydick on your face Oh yeah nowyou gotta fuck my gang 40 in my hand its time to fingerfuck you bae Lamborghini in LA lets have a race race race Im in a Ghost peekaboo Im in a Wraith Wraith Wraith Hella bands in my hands young nigga rich ayy ayy Young nigga rich young nigga rich young nigga rich   Verse 1 Im in the studio dont need a pen Bad lil bitch in the back of the Benz Perc 30s to the face got me on ten I remember Klonopins Fuck them Xans young rich nigga fuck up them bands I wanna fuck you but I want the top from your friend Yeah bring her right here ayy Say you wanna fight Squeak hit em with that left right Corey got the torch dont come right youll get left right GMoney countin the bands tellin me I need to get my head right Yeah I know put the money over hoes Mix the soda with the four mix the soda with the four I heard your nigga was in jail probably droppin the soap Keep a Glock in the coat Put a couple shots through a nigga top We aint playin no mo we aint playin no mo We aint playin no mo Chorus Yeah choppas to the faaaace Bitch yeah let me put my dick on your face Oh yeah now you gotta fuck my gang 40 in my hand its time to fingerfuck you bae Lamborghini in LA lets have a race race race Im in a Ghost peekaboo Im in a Wraith Wraith Wraith Hella bands in my hands young nigga rich ayy ayy Young nigga rich young nigga rich young nigga rich   Verse 2 Young nigga rich I was living in a ditch Never really gave a shit uh Run up on me you get hit Choppa itchin on me kinda like a tick Perky got me itchin got me in this bitch Higher than a bitch flyer than a bitch Ima fuck your bitch then she gotta dip uh ayy Out of the droptop we shoot a nigga I feel like Tony Ima go out bout that money you can call me Tony ayy Choppa turn your face pizza pepperoni I remember ramen noodles mostaccioli Ravioli now its steak and shrimp on my plate nigga holy moly uh Ima fuck your bitch ooh slowly Uh ayy pop a Perc let it control me AP on my wrist nigga fuck that Rollie 40 on me itll kill you slowly My homie with me hell kill your homie Show no mercy to the phony Show no mercy to the police Especially after they killed my brodie She love me cause Im in a Lotus I dont talk to her though Im antisocial Chorus Yeah choppas to the faaaace Bitch yeah let me put my dick on your face Oh yeah now you gotta fuck my gang 40 in my hand its time to fingerfuck you bae Lamborghini in LA lets have a race race race Im in a Ghost peekaboo Im in a Wraith Wraith Wraith Hella bands in my hands young nigga rich ayy ayy Young nigga rich young nigga rich young nigga rich