GTA
Juice WRLD
GTA lyrics
Intro Juice WRLD
One hit
Feel like I hit the lotto Lotto
I could fuck your mom though
Rollie on me cost a car note Ring
Pull up on the scene like a car show Skrrt
Bitch tried to scan like a barcode Yeah
Youre like Nemo he a grinch that stole that Lilo Skrt yeah
PreChorus Juice WRLD
Fresh to death halo Huh
Codeine in my fuego Ya dig huh
Bad lil bitch hello Ya dig huh
Whats her tone Yellow Hey huh
Backwoods cigarillos Yeah
I smoke a zip of Gelato Dope yeah
Fendis cost your car note Cash
Thats a Monte Carlo Skrrt skrrt
Chorus Juice WRLD
Feel like I hit the lotto Ring
Guns like Grand Theft Auto Grrah
Money like Grand Theft Auto Ring
Brick like Im El Chapo Bricks ya dig
Feel like I hit the lotto Ring
Guns like Grand Theft Auto Skrt yeah
Money like Grand Theft Auto Ring
Bricks like Im El Chapo Bricks bricks ya dig
Verse 1 Juice WRLD
Ima gon fuck yo bitch send her back over there yeah Yeah yeah yeah
VVS on my wrist it look like a solar flare yeah Yeah yeah yeah
Shoot a fuck nigga in the face what huh like I dont care yeah Blaow blaow grah
Got yo bitch walkin in Dior underwear yeah yeah Lil ho
Had to put drip on her Yeah
She top me up aint wanna fuck she had a fish odor Sloppy top
Diamonds so big on my wrists bitch like a wrist boulder Like a wrist
She gon fuck me first why Because my wrist colder Ya dig Freeze freeze freeze
Ring around the Rosie pocket full of dead pres Yeah huh
On my wrist a Rollie try to take it you a dead man Shine drop
Yo lil bitch a trophy Im just tryna fuck her Shine yeah
You be tryna cock block you should be a goalie Huh
PreChorus Juice WRLD
Fresh to death halo
Codeine in my fuego Yeah
Bad lil bitch hello Ring
Whats her tone Yellow Yeah
Backwoods cigarillos Smoke yeah
I smoke a zip of Gelato Zip yeah
Fendis cost your car note Cash
Thats a Monte Carlo Skrrt skrrt skrrt
Chorus Juice WRLD
Feel like I hit the lotto Ring
Guns like Grand Theft Auto Grrah
Money like Grand Theft Auto Ring
Bricks like Im El Chapo Bricks ya dig
Feel like I hit the lotto Yeah Ring
Guns like Grand Theft Auto Yeah skrrt
Money like Grand Theft Auto Ring
Bricks like Im El Chapo Bricks bricks bricks ya dig
Verse 2 Gunna
Ya dig
Show night at the Apollo Apollo
I done went push start auto Auto
Paint the Hellcat marshmallow Marshmallow
I smoke Backwoods woods not a rello not a rello
Im talkin to the money say Hello Hello
Young Gunna really came out the ghetto The ghetto
Got some bitches and they do what I say so Say so
Crazy but its true I dont play games like Halo Like Halo
Its hard to stop drinking juice rest in peace to Fredo
My niggas pull up and shoot raid your shit like mayo Like mayo
Walkin around the shoot with a deuce and a Faygo Deuce and a Faygo
Bitch so bad I flew her and her friends to Barbados Barbados
Just so we can go shopping and chill and lay low Lay low
Brand new Chanel White friends I feel like Fabo Feel like Fabo
Swervin round in that new Benz I feel like Herbo Feel like Herbo
PreChorus Juice WRLD
Fresh to death halo
Codeine in my fuego
Bad lil bitch hello
Whats her tone Yellow
Backwoods cigarillos
I smoke a zip of Gelato
Fendis cost your car note
Thats a Monte Carlo
Chorus Juice WRLD
Feel like I hit the lotto
Guns like Grand Theft Auto Grrah
Money like Grand Theft Auto Grrah
Bricks like Im El Chapo Ya dig
Feel like I hit the lotto Skrrt
Guns like Grand Theft Auto Skrrt
Money like Grand Theft Auto Yeah
Bricks like Im El Chapo Ya dig