
Dropout (Stem Edit) Juice WRLD
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[Intro]
Ooh
I fuck your bitch in the back of my coupe
Yeah
I ain't goin' in my house
Joey Rock Marley
Yeah
[Chorus]
Dropped out of school, I ain't goin', fuck, that college shit not for me, yeah
Run up on me, got that Choppa on deck, I'm shootin', I'm makin' you bleed, yeah
Fucking your bitch in the back of my Challenger, daring a nigga to challenge us
I'm Nick Cannon with the cannons, I pull 'em, I cock them, bitch, just back, I'm wildin' out
Bodies on bodies, mollies on mollies
We ran a train, trolly on trolly
She get it poppin'
Just like an Olly, I'm bomb, kamikaze
Rockstar, feel like Ozzy, she gave me top in the Mazdi
Oh, that's your bitch? I ain't sorry
[Verse 1]
I ain't DeJ Loaf, don't try me
Stick a nigga, need a IV
He get punched like Hi-C
Then pour a four in my Hi-C
Ku Klux like Itachi
With the clan like Itachi
Pull up on you, grill a nigga, got the Choppa on me, turn into hibachi
I can't take the same drugs that I used to
Hopefully your heart will be a little useful
I lied when I said I love, bitch I used you
I turn emotionally, yeah, I abused you, hey
Ooh
I fuck your bitch in the back of my coupe
Yeah
I ain't goin' in my house
Joey Rock Marley
Yeah
[Chorus]
Dropped out of school, I ain't goin', fuck, that college shit not for me, yeah
Run up on me, got that Choppa on deck, I'm shootin', I'm makin' you bleed, yeah
Fucking your bitch in the back of my Challenger, daring a nigga to challenge us
I'm Nick Cannon with the cannons, I pull 'em, I cock them, bitch, just back, I'm wildin' out
Bodies on bodies, mollies on mollies
We ran a train, trolly on trolly
She get it poppin'
Just like an Olly, I'm bomb, kamikaze
Rockstar, feel like Ozzy, she gave me top in the Mazdi
Oh, that's your bitch? I ain't sorry
[Verse 1]
I ain't DeJ Loaf, don't try me
Stick a nigga, need a IV
He get punched like Hi-C
Then pour a four in my Hi-C
Ku Klux like Itachi
With the clan like Itachi
Pull up on you, grill a nigga, got the Choppa on me, turn into hibachi
I can't take the same drugs that I used to
Hopefully your heart will be a little useful
I lied when I said I love, bitch I used you
I turn emotionally, yeah, I abused you, hey
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