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Future · Produced by Wheezy

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Intro Future Dont let these bitches get in your head (Wheezy outta here) Fallin’ out of love with Xanax Livin my life on the edge Im sacrificin’ everything I did Oxy I dont need alcohol I pop Rolexes like they Adderall Continuin deliverin the substance Ima be there for my bros one call   Verse 1 Future Juice WRLD Dont you try and judge us like you aint got no flaws Dont you try and judge us Don’t you try and trust us Let it go down down down ain’t no issue She gon cry cry cry she feel misused Uh she wanna kick it she know judo I cannot save her I’m not a hero Bank account commas and zeros Gucci Amiri my apparel Keep a pistol let it hit ya Im official Fuck that bitch I will not kiss her I wont miss her   Chorus Juice WRLD Make her cry cry cry she need tissue I get high high high and have no issue VVS on me no igloo You say you fly but we been flew Ahh ahh ah Verse 2 Juice WRLD I told that bitch it aint no way around it like Future Come to find out yesterday she was fuckin’ on Future Stripper bitches callin on my phone They wanna know when Ill show up to the club Cause I throw hunnids in that bitch aint throwin dubs Spend a check oh money love Designer clothes designer hoes designer drugs 50 K for the Birkin bag did it just because Im in Chicago where they drill drill drill drill No Limit gang with me yeah they real real real real FBG up in here Future real real real real Perky pop love the pills mix it with Klonopins   Verse 3 Future Yeah draped up when I walk into the club Hundred racks in my pockets and them Bloods Lot of Crip niggas spillin lotta blood Got a milliondollar ice just because Exotic hoes exotic clothes exotic drugs All hundreds in my bank aint find a dub Blow some gas on that nigga he a dub Untamed make me feel feel feel feel No Limit gang whippin that real real real real Rest in peace you either kill or be killed Bullets flyin flyin flyin flyin Homicidecidecide Lets get high high high Chorus Juice WRLD Make her cry cry cry she need tissue I get high high high and have no issues VVS on me no igloo You say you fly we been flew (Ahaah)   Outro Future You can see what we done been through You didnt see the road we took it was grimy You dont know the way we been through Bullets fly fly fly Make you cry cry cry