No Time Juice WRLD (Ft. D. Savage)

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[Intro]
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Go with your bitch, she gon' come (Ooh, ayy)
Pull a chopper out, they gon' run (Ooh, ayy)
I don't got no time for no dubs (Ooh, ayy)
In the strip club, throwin' dubs (Ooh, ayy)
All the bad bitches show me love (Ooh, ayy)
Got a cabinet filled with drugs (Ooh, ayy)
I don't got no time for no dubs (Ooh, ayy)
I don't got no time for her love (Ooh, ayy)

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
I don't got no time
I'm gon' tote my 9
Transform to a chopper, call that bitch Optimus Prime
You gon' need a doctor if you fuck with me and mine
You don't want no problems, bitch
My gun sing like the opera, bitch
Money like I'm Oprah, bitch
Thought I fuckin' told you, bitch
You'll get cranked like Soulja, bitch
Fuck you, then it's over with
Everything but sober, bitch
Union like a Soviet
Life's a gamble, I don't scramble
I risk all my poker chips
40 blow you out like candles
You don't want no smoke, lil bitch
LOL, you a joke, lil bitch
I'm a rich nigga, you a broke lil bitch
Run up on me, you'll get poked, lil bitch
Big guns I'm gon' tote, lil bitch
My dick in her throat, lil bitch
Best believe she choke a bit
All of my niggas they ballin', they swishin'
Calvin Cambridge
Pull up on him with my clip, it's extended
Fuck nigga anxious

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