Heat Seeker (Come On Wit It)

Intro Juice WRLD Yeah huh Flex on the jet got the feds on my cell phone (Yeah yeah) DJ Victoriouz with me in the building Uh   Chorus Juice WRLD Flex on the jet got the feds on my cell phone Runnin up bands then I blow em on Melrose First class baby hell yeah I got legroom Uh what the head do Suck me in my bedroom   PostChorus Juice WRLD Gucci leather jacket thriller Im that Michael Jackson nigga Choppa actin like a singer lil Toni Braxton in this Come on with it come on with it yeah yeah come on with it Comе on with it come on with it yeah yeah comе on with it   Verse 1 Juice WRLD Ayy young and paid whatd you say Whatd you say Put that money on ya head would you pay Would you pay All these niggas salty chip FritoLay All this money on me 40 on me Im rich Keep my heater (Heater) shes a keeper (Keeper) Bullets heatseekers they gon seek ya (See ya) Jeepers Creepers my pockets are greener (Greener) Deeper in the skeeser (Skeeser) My music in the speakers (Speakers) Chorus Juice WRLD Flex on the jet got the feds on my cell phone Runnin up bands then I blow em on Melrose First class baby hell yeah I got legroom Uh what the head do Suck me in my bedroom   PostChorus Juice WRLD Gucci leather jacket thriller Im that Michael Jackson nigga Choppa actin like a singer lil Toni Braxton in this Come on with it come on with it yeah yeah come on with it Come on with it come on with it yeah yeah come on with it   Verse 2 G Herbo Juice WRLD I hit any city trend like Twitter Thats cause Im that fuckin nigga (Uhhuh) Thinkin fans want pics they stop for Juice WRLD (Uhhuh) I forgot lil bro was lit up (Uhhuh) 50 bands aint shit whats that to you girl (Uhhuh) Spend that on my neck on glitter (Yeah) Throw 15 then fuck the VIP up (Yeah) You know I aint no regular nigga (Yeah) Dapper Dan my sweater was 600 (Uhhuh) Fuck is you hating nigga get up and get some (Uhhuh) I smoke a blunt to the face then I plot and I pray how to run some more Ms up (Uhhuh) Pullin out the Lambo sick of the Benz truck (Yeah what Skrrt) Its tinted out get my dick sucked (Yeah yeah) Dior leather cost me six bucks (Uhhuh) Channel drip like 2600 (Uhhuh) You broke niggas really is funny (Uh) Far far away act like you gon trap me no Ill be ready to kill someone (Uhhuh) You far far away how the fuck you gon find me Act like you out in the field or somethin (Uhhuh) I flexed up like I got a deal or somethin 300k in jet fuel feel real love Make him stare twice like it aint real or somethin Chorus Juice WRLD Flex on the jet got the feds on my cell phone Runnin up bands then I blow em on Melrose First class baby hell yeah I got legroom Uh what the head do Suck me in my bedroom   PostChorus Juice WRLD Gucci leather jacket thriller Im that Michael Jackson nigga Choppa actin like a singer lil Toni Braxton in this Come on with it come on with it yeah yeah come on with it Come on with it come on with it yeah yeah come on with it