Outta Pocket

Intro Juice WRLD Im high and Im nauseous Oops I meant obnoxious uhhuh Gang gang gang gang one sec These hoes flockin These niggas watchin Runnin outta options Gettin outta pocket   Chorus Juice WRLD These hoes watchin These niggas flockin Runnin outta options Gettin outta pocket These hoes watchin These niggas flockin Runnin outta options Gettin outta pocket ay   Verse 1 Juice WRLD Ayy I see fake shit almost every day yeah hey hey Choppa get the beats like Dr Dre yeah hey yeah Drunk off Percocet and alizé yeah hey I get high so I feel numb so its okay yeah ayy My problems is there but I just run away yeah ayy Xanny my umbrella for a rainy day yeah ayy These niggas aint straight look like gay parade yeah ayy Choppa got a gold tip like Flava Flav yeah ayy Member I aint had no gun I used the razor blade It was still a drill when I came around I feel like Major Payne yeah Prince up in that double cup I been sippin purple rain huh I be throwin hands and throwin bands never throwin shade ayy Chorus Juice WRLD Valee These hoes watchin I got you Runnin outta options These niggas Gettin outta pocket ay Ayy flockin These hoes watchin These niggas flockin Runnin outta options yeah One take gang huh ay huh   Verse 2 Juice WRLD Runnin outta options I was given too many uh I save all my money Im not spendin a penny Boy Im lyin I just spent two thousand up in Supreme Over shit I dont wear I dont fuck with them jeans huh yeah I still bought em cause I couldnt remember when I couldnt huh Wish a nigga would I never wish a nigga wouldnt huh Run up on me no he shouldnt uh oh no he shouldnt huh Pull up on him with that choppa like Oh no he didnt huh Pull up on him with my roof you know that shit was missin uh UFC he wanna fight my fist put him in submission uh I dont fuck with pussies but I still beat up the kitten huh He was totin a Taurus nigga I was totin a Smith and Yeah yeah   Chorus Juice WRLD Valee Watchin these hoes watchin Runnin outta options Gettin outta pocket Ayy These hoes flockin Eh These niggas flockin Flockin eh Runnin outta options Runnin Gettin outta pocket Verse 3 Valee Juice WRLD I made ten racks off a back of rap but I dont gamble You know what happened I still be telling your ho Hey bae And Im still doin that I never had a minimum wage day Not going through that I never had to My exotic loud it came with a preamp Exotic loud it came with a preamp I spend a stack on a room its only one keycard I spend a stack on a room its only one ooh I ride 26s even and sweet I ride 26s even and Im fucking these bitches put them to sleep These bitches but I dont love em She wanna kick it but Im not Van Damme Kick it I dont know how to kick it Dont run up because Im a fanfan Girl dont do that and I dont even gotta cock it That front row yeah that my famfam That fam thats my famfam Oh damn hundred racks on me Im still shoppin at Costcos and Sams Shoppin at Costcos and Sams Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Freestyle the whole song I dont even care You unaware that your bitch over here in her underwear That VVS on my wrist is lookin like a solar flare My choppa like a home run get that nigga outta here Goin goin gone Transform to a car like Megatron Fuck yo bitch I glow up in the dark I feel like Tron I choose you she come and suck my ball like Pokémon Call of Duty with that choppa watch how all my niggas spawn Call me Juice Osam walkin and Im flyer than that bomb hey yeah   Outro Juice WRLD Uhhuh yeah These hoes flockin Runnin outta options uhhuh