Hit (Issues)
Juice WRLD
Hit (Issues) lyrics
Intro Juice WRLD G Herbo Both
Uh you know how it is
HitBoy
Uh
Swervo
Cállate Mike Crook
Yeah Yeah gang shit
You know
Uh
NLMB take off Uh gang shit
Yeah Lets go for real
G Ry got me
Uh uh
Verse Juice WRLD G Herbo
And we keep pistols And we keep the pistols
Rocket launchers missiles Yeah
Youngins will walk up and hit you Grrah yeah
Juice dont know how to whistle Yeah
We just trickin off 62 Off 62
He walkin round he spit 62 Yeah
He dont give a fuck he rich too Dont give a fuck
Why you over here lil bitch you aint fucking is you Get outta here
We takin phones in here Uh we dont want no issues Uh
Rollie plain jane ice thats an old igloo Ice ice ice
Need a sweater if you next to me you aint cold is you Skrtt skrtt
Me and Swerv bringing issues issues issues issues
Just like Future got no issues issues issues issues Uhhuh
Magazine in that KelTec issue issue Magazine uhhuh
You dying today if we into it
Herbo tell em what we been through Grrah grrah grrah
I was in the field with my dogs and we tryna eat with some beneful
I catch a nigga I stillll do it with Uh
That shit forever we been into
I got some real niggas still beneficial Yeah
If its about me theyll get with you Oh yeah
Diamonds shinin glistin hitchu
All my Jays official Oh yeah
Get your issue get your issue Get it
Keep them bitches with you Keep them bitches with you
Bitch Im rich youll get too Get it
As soon as you understand time is money I aint here to kick it with you Uhhuh
Gettin top cant be on your menstrual
She wanna fuck on me and Herbo
Ima turn that bitch to Squirtle
Audemars on my wrist cost 30 Yeah Gucci fur coats Uh
I dont wanna hurt you hop on my dick like you hoppin a hurdle
Lambo stick shift in my grip Yeah do the turbo
I got these shells in my house like Im collectin turtles Grrah
You dont want no issue issue issue issue
Bitch we rich we stillll hit you hit you hit you hit you
He in his feeling you want some tissue tissue tissue
Got it from the mud you can get this shit too
Juice tell em what we been through Come on
Barely walkin off the Percs all this shit I been through Come on
I lost my brother so Im tryna do what he would do Come on
Deep in this street shit had to get physical left a nigga fucked up mental Sheesh
Too quick to kill you my anger built up aint had nobody to vent to Come on come on
Yo bitch want me to vent to her Uh fuck her all night
Percs on me guitar rockstar life
Still be in the traps ooh
Im with them killers from over east I feel like that dude Come on
Round of applause for this nigga he got clapped ooh Grrah Grrah Grrah
Call me crazy Ima get that strap ooh Ima get that strap ooh
G Herbo always offbeat he dont know how to rap do he Hahaha
He run up some millions dont know how to act do he Dont know how to act do he
Ima hit the pack like oowee Uh
Ran a quarter m up in two weeks Uh uhhuh
We was havin shootouts in Tooti What
Mama kicked me out like Bruce Lee Uhhuh
You think Im gettin some Buffalo wings how I popped out with this blue cheese
Tryna rob 40 fuck him up and he boozing
Cant breathe hit too everything we losin him
And we aint doin no schemes Uhhuh
We just livin our dreams Our dreams uhhuh
We just doin our thing uhhuh Doin our thing
Rockin Designer jeans
And our watches got bling
Aint worried bout a thing What
Hollows gon pop out bang
Bank accounts green Green
Hoodies by Supreme Preme
Whips on gasoline Gasoline
Cribs big as fuck What
Sutton Sutton Springs Haha
We aint stressin a thing A thing
Me and Swervo boolin boolin up in Sutton Springs Gang
Money everywhere so put the racks up
Cause if the police come you not gonna have no back up
Me and Herbo sippin Wock but we gon act up
We gon act up bitch we gon act up
Police comin through the front Im out the back yeah
Did I say back I meant Im coming out the brack yeah uh
Everywhere I go I fucking snap yeah
We on blast me and Swervo on blast me and Swervo on blast