[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair
[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Haha, Max Lord preach it, haha
Gezin
I fuck the blunt up, haha
Yeah, I’m on marijuana (Marijuana)
My lean plug say he'll be here in a second (Pull up)
I'm getting high, I’m feelin' restless (I'm sad)
Feel like I'm finna die (R.I.P.)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yеah
She ride it, like, yеah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yeah, I'ma hit it, I'ma tell it how it really be
Little hood bitch that got [?] than the [?] me
Lightnings on the [?], they lyin' though
Chillin' me, this the realer me
While these bitches is no full of me
Today I push the button but you gotta start it with the key
I could leak a thousand raps, 'cause my fans be missin' me
Percocets with adderall then wash it down with hennessy
Fuck 'em three times and I'm keepin' that same energy
But anyway, quarter milly on my head
Then he say my coochie who-chie, he ain't fuckin' got the Benz
Let 'em hear it while I ride it, brown hair, it's a plus
If I ride it from the back, oh here, here it comes, yeah
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair
[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Haha, Max Lord preach it, haha
Gezin
I fuck the blunt up, haha
Yeah, I’m on marijuana (Marijuana)
My lean plug say he'll be here in a second (Pull up)
I'm getting high, I’m feelin' restless (I'm sad)
Feel like I'm finna die (R.I.P.)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yеah
She ride it, like, yеah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yeah, I'ma hit it, I'ma tell it how it really be
Little hood bitch that got [?] than the [?] me
Lightnings on the [?], they lyin' though
Chillin' me, this the realer me
While these bitches is no full of me
Today I push the button but you gotta start it with the key
I could leak a thousand raps, 'cause my fans be missin' me
Percocets with adderall then wash it down with hennessy
Fuck 'em three times and I'm keepin' that same energy
But anyway, quarter milly on my head
Then he say my coochie who-chie, he ain't fuckin' got the Benz
Let 'em hear it while I ride it, brown hair, it's a plus
If I ride it from the back, oh here, here it comes, yeah
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