Let It Off (On The Road) Juice WRLD & Marshmello

[Intro: Juice WRLD & Roddy Ricch]
Ride
Mello made it right (Smokin' dope)
Mello made it right (And it's potent you know), haha
(Mello made it right)
Bih'

[Pre-Chorus]
I ride to the bank then I ride back home, yeah (Skrrt, pshh)
They say they missin' me back at home, yeah (For real)
But no, this not the city I know, uh-uh
Day one's hatin' on the low, yeah
Make me not wanna go there

[Chorus]
Oh, counting the racks up with my bros, yeah
Rich nigga, totin' them poles, yeah
AP wrist, leave 'em froze, yeah
Let it off, then I reload, yеah (Okay)
Let it off, then I reload, yеah (Okay)
Let it off, then I reload, yeah (Okay)
Let it off, then I reload (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
Let it off, let it off, let it off (Uh)
He put the clip to the sawed-off (Uh-huh)
Pass the glizzy to bro, that's a handoff (Off)
Make him sing like Luther Vandross (Uh)
Securin' the bag, hands on (Uh-huh)
Louis Vuitton pants on (Uh-huh)
With my Louis Vuitton pants on, okay (Uh-huh)
Uh-huh, moonwalk, Michael, I'm geeking, oh (Moonwalk, yeah)
Michael Jackson when I'm totin' my heater (Yeah)
Pull up on him, make it sing, hee-hee him (Oh, yeah, uh-huh)
Michael Jackson, I'm totin' that Kel-Tec (Yeah)
Pull up on a nigga block and beat it (Beat it), just beat it (Grrt)
Make a horror scene like Thriller, then leave it (Yeah)
No survivors on the scene, I overachieved it (Yeah)
Damn, Chicago real life CoD, no Xbox achievements (Uh)
Don't matter if he think that he hard
I'll make him kiss the cement (Pussy)
Uh, don't step to my squad, they a bunch of demons (Err)
Ironic, they'll send you to God, if you wanna meet him (Bih', Amen)