Ain’t Coming Back (KKK) Juice WRLD

[Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Nigga talking about ad-libs, he ain't know nun’
Aight, uh, ya' dig? (Hahahaha)
Uh, ya' dig? (This nigga fucked)
Bitch, I’m in London (Ayy, hahaha)
Fuck is you texting me for? (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, fuck what you claim, bitch, we on top (Nigga, fuck you)
Rollie on my wrist, nigga, just watch (Gang, gang, gang, uh-huh)
Uh, working like a bitch, nigga, non-stop (Huh, ya dig?)
.40 aiming at a bitch, nigga, get popped (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Uh, bitch I'm from Chicago, where they gunshot (I'm from Chicago, bitch)
I got arrested, go look at my mugshot, uh-huh (Bitch)
Uh, a convicted felon, I don't give a fuck (Uh-huh)
Uh, I'm a convicted felon, I don't give a fuck (Uh-huh)
Rockstar from the trap, Glock on my lap, yeah (Ya' dig?)
Run this shit just like a lap, then I run it back, yeah (Ya' dig?)
Bad bitch on my lap, I’m a fucking crack, yeah (Smash)
At your mom up in the trap, doing fuckin’ crack, yeah (What? What? What?)
I water whip in the kitchen, I don't give a fuck about niggas or bitches, ayy (Uh-huh)
You is a bitch nigga, really, ayy (Uh)
You should just keep your distance, ayy (Uh-huh)
Lil’ bitch, why you trippin'? Ayy (Why?)
Fuck yo' bitch, she miss me, ayy (Yeah)
Suck on my dick, no hickey, ayy (Yeah)
Taylor gun on me, it's Swifty, ayy (Uh-huh, grrah)