Unreleased archive entry

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