Priceless Freestyle Juice WRLD

[Verse 1]
Uh-uh
Uh-a-uh, uh
Na na na-na-na na na na
Na na na-na-na na na na
Yeah, brand new cars, brand new drugs
Brand new outlet, a brand new plug
Same old nigga, just a brand new us
I've been gettin' high as a bitch, so what?
50 for a hundred, uh, if I show up
100 for appearance I don't gotta show up
I remember I was broke then I blew up
Now I feel like Makonnen in the club, go up, ayy, uh
Perky with the cup
Yoppa kinda uh-uh and I feel it in my gut, ayy
Try me if you wanna, yeah, they be in the cut
Choppa kinda hungry, yeah, make it eat you up, ayy
Xans, Robitussin, uh, couldn't get enough, ayy
Mix it with the Tuss' then I sip it up, ayy
Now I'm high as fuck, oh
Glue stick stuck, uh
Pull up with the choppa, click-clack, buck-buck, ayy
This my masterplan, ain't no master man
Pull up on 'em, avalanche
All this icе up on my wrist, I swear it's like an avalanche
Feel likе 50 Cent like I said 'cause many men
They be hating, niggas basic
You a mutt, you don't got no home training
Pull up on the scene, lil' bro totin' stainless
He look like James Bond 007 the way he aimed it
Leave a nigga brainless, leave his face up on the pavement
Presidential head, a Presidential Rollie, Sara Palin
She was in my bed, givin' head
And I Spread her legs, do her in
I'm gon' get this cash uh, invest in a bag, uh
You can't have, uh-uh-uh-uh
I know that they want what I have, uh
Pull up on they ave', uh
Choppa like a mask, the way it pull up and it blast, uh
I don't need no mask
I can't, uh, uh, uh
Time travel, yeah, I'm from the future and the past
Ballin' hard like Steve Nash
Bitch I get cash
That's a big gauge, grrah, grrah, grrah, get back