Won’t Die (Conjuring)
Juice WRLD
Won’t Die (Conjuring) lyrics
Intro
Eating confident
Bitch you aint hotter than me
You a condiment
Verse
Sprinkle the money on that bitch ass like a condiment
I done got to the bag and still tryna figure out who your father is
I aint need my dad I still got cash yeah for me thats common sense
Pulling up in that Ghost skrrt just like The Conjuring
Nowadays I get too high it feels like that I wont die
Spread my wings and Im gon fly fuck nigga its go time
Raw when I hit it I like my beats raw when I hit it Uh uh
I hit that bitch raw when I hit it Uh
Ima put in her jaw for a minute Uh
She got good head told her come Harvard a nigga Uh
Good top come barber a nigga Uh
Bomb pussy Pearl Harbor a nigga Uh
But there aint no charging a nigga Uh
I dont pay for the pussy I get it Uh
Like my dick on ice she slipping Uh
Ike Turner I beat up the kitten Uh
Kicked her out and told her Good riddance Uh
She gon miss me when Im gone Uh
I just be Drizzy in bitches Uh
Nothing Was The Same that ho Uh
Chorus
Pull up in a Range thats Rove Uh huh
Lean just touched down lets go Uh huh
Pull up in a Range thats Rove Uh huh
Lean just touched down lets go Uh huh
Pull up in a Range thats Rove Uh huh
Lean just touched down lets go Uh huh
Pull up in a Range thats Rove Uh huh
Lean just touched down lets go Uh huh