Unreleased archive entry

Campfire Song

Juice WRLD

Campfire Song lyrics

Intro Juice WRLD DJ MUXXA I got some sugar some sweetness No beat only sugar Heh alright Try this one Only only sugar hahaha aah try this one Mouv DJ MUXXA Uh I dont wanna know Ima fall down uh   Verse Juice WRLD I aint finna fall down Fourthquarter shorty Ima ball out Dont go to work baby call out Aint no waitin no stall now Uh Im finna ball out Fourthquarter shorty no call outs Dont go to work baby just call out Uh in the bedroom all out Percs on the counter I cant wait to take em Blunts on the counter cant wait to face it Bad lil bitch yeah she be my favorite All my songs they all on her playlists I dont really know how to say it but Ima say it I dont really know if she take it but she can take it I dont slow it down unless Im in The Matrix Presidential brain that bitch like Sarah Palin Here it go Im not the same nigga that I was a year ago I thank God every day for it its a miracle In the trap house singing negro spirituals yeah Aunt Jemima best believe Im in trap goin entry linin Pull up on em with the Rollie thats perfect timin I guess that means that the stars alignin uh Gun sing like CeCe Winans Change shit just like the climate Sit back in my seat reclinin I call that shit perfect timin Im in another country getting new money My money it had depression yeah thats blue money Feeling like I had depression I was blue or somethin Until I smoked a pack and then I blew or somethin uh uh Listen to the way that I flow on this shit its off the top like a wave cap Pull up on the scene then you get knocked like the bass back Put the MAC11 bullet where your fucking face at Eating good cocaine on a placemat huh And thats where the bitch put her face at Eating good cocaine on a placemat uh And thats where the bitch put her face at