Unreleased archive entry

All Out

Juice WRLD · Produced by Purps On The Beat

All Out lyrics

Intro Juice WRLD Ally Lotti What I dont know I just wanted to hear your voice Okay look at him Dogs barking Cute dog Purps on the beat She got dogs and shit in the background mute yo self Danananananana I tell her Anaanaana   Verse 1 Her voice sounds like a stereo and its up in my head When she is not around it feels like Ima turn up dead Im calling on her phone telling her Im full of dread I wish that she was here playing in my dreads She told me she really likes me I hope its not a fib I told myself I wouldnt go through the same shit again She runnin runnin through my head like a race she tryna win But she dont know that she dont got no competition Im in Paris by myself it feel like somethings missin Exgirl on my phone bitch why is you trippin Leave me alone I done moved on to somethin different Im finally gettin the feeling I was missin Uh you came in like a hurricane You tell me you aint playin at all Im still tryna figure out the games Maybe there aint no games to play in the first place Maybe you a real one we gon see Oh and me Im real as can be I want to eat your heart out figuratively Ive been feelin different since youve been away from me Im tempted to get too high And me Im real as can be Im tryna eat your soul out physically Aint scared to bring them poles out you know how I roll out But I got a soft spot for the girl that makes my heart drop Uh poles out you know how I roll out Yeah I got a soft spot for the girl that makes my heart drop Ill go all out yeah Ill go all out Ill go all out yeah Ill go all out Gucci on your wrist you aint think Ive seen it I wish you was here everything is scenic Having chest pains feelin like Im endin This is real life I am not pretendin Cupid got a gun at my head finna pull it Ima stand here and take it aint dodgin bullets This seems too good be to true whats to it You told me that it aint nothin to it but to do it   Chorus Uh so Ima do that motherfucker if they try you uh Ima shoot a motherfucker I love your vibes ooh Ima do that motherfucker when I lay beside ooh You know I wanna fuck her   Verse 2 My homie asked Whats next Do I like her do I love her do I want her I wonder if I give her my heart am I a goner She keep Backwoods rolled she a stoner she a stoner Tattoos on her face I kiss her ink under covers Uh get my tongue involved she got me in awe baby Give me it all uh feel it through my draws baby All night long you deserve an applause baby Made me a better person already I didnt involve baby Tell me why my old hoes still tryna be involved baby I feel like you should load it up and shoot em in the jaw baby I was off the Xannies calling your phone feeling wrong baby Prolly cause you told me leave the Xannies alone baby   Chorus Uh so Ima do that motherfucker if they try you uh Ima shoot a motherfucker I love your vibes ooh Ima do that motherfucker when I lay beside ooh You know I wanna fuck her   Outro Uh so Ima do that motherfucker if they try you uh Ima shoot a motherfucker I love your vibes ooh Ima do that motherfucker when I lay beside ooh You know I wanna fuck her