Chronic Juice WRLD

[Intro]
R-R-Reaper on the beat

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I'm smokin' on Chronic, out my body
Thumbin' through a check, wildin'
Get in the way, you get wrecked
Put away money and burn all the rest
Up for days, I ain't get no rest
It's just me and this Kel-Tec
Back in the day, Trueys and J's
Criminal ways, droppin' them sets

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Mm, mm, mm
They don't got no choice but to respect it
If they don't then I'm gon' teach they ass a lesson
We can fight or I can go get the Smith & Wesson, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Terry Crews, me and my crew, we woke up flexin'
Onе hundred in cash, I don't do no credit or debit
On yo' ass, bro, aimin' stеady-eady, uh
(Steady-eady, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I'm a dog, I don't got no heart, feel like Belly, uh
I take a piss on my enemies, I'm young R. Kelly, uh
I take a shit on my enemies, they broke and smelly, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)