
Takeover (Demo) Lil Yachty & Juice WRLD
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[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Damn, ayy (9-9-9)
Fucked up this time, didn't it? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, huh, huh, yeah)
Yeah, fucked up this time (Ayy, hahaha)
Bitch, bitch, ayy
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Hopped up out the jet, with a bitch from Tijuana (Bitch)
Smellin' like some pounds in that stank, Marijuana (Gas)
That bitch gon' do coke for me (Ayy), she gon' hide my dope for me
Flex up on my ex, I'm off the pills, she calls me Perc-ules (Flex, flex, flex)
I'm in the back of your house gettin' top from your nanny
Money older than a granny (Damn, bitch)
Walkin' in slow motion everywhere that I go, 'cause it's a four in a Fanta, yeah (Bitch)
AP skeleton on the way, two-tonе, wrist dancin', yeah (Watch, bitch)
Fuck her then I takе her out to Micky D's, no time for romantic, yeah (Bitch)
Young, rich nigga, my money be stackin', 40 on my hip, no lackin' (Huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Fuck-nigga, knuck if you buck, then you ain't 'bout that action (Huh)
Run up on me, we clappin' (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I need that Spider Ferrari, I put it in gear, and it crawl like tarantula (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I fuck yo' bitch while I howl at the moon, she tell me I act like an animal, yeah (Woo)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (No breaks)
Take over (Huh, yeah, I take)
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (No breaks)
Take— (Uh)
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (No breaks)
Take over (Yeah, what? I take)
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (Bitch, no breaks)
Damn, ayy (9-9-9)
Fucked up this time, didn't it? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, huh, huh, yeah)
Yeah, fucked up this time (Ayy, hahaha)
Bitch, bitch, ayy
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Hopped up out the jet, with a bitch from Tijuana (Bitch)
Smellin' like some pounds in that stank, Marijuana (Gas)
That bitch gon' do coke for me (Ayy), she gon' hide my dope for me
Flex up on my ex, I'm off the pills, she calls me Perc-ules (Flex, flex, flex)
I'm in the back of your house gettin' top from your nanny
Money older than a granny (Damn, bitch)
Walkin' in slow motion everywhere that I go, 'cause it's a four in a Fanta, yeah (Bitch)
AP skeleton on the way, two-tonе, wrist dancin', yeah (Watch, bitch)
Fuck her then I takе her out to Micky D's, no time for romantic, yeah (Bitch)
Young, rich nigga, my money be stackin', 40 on my hip, no lackin' (Huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Fuck-nigga, knuck if you buck, then you ain't 'bout that action (Huh)
Run up on me, we clappin' (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I need that Spider Ferrari, I put it in gear, and it crawl like tarantula (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I fuck yo' bitch while I howl at the moon, she tell me I act like an animal, yeah (Woo)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (No breaks)
Take over (Huh, yeah, I take)
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (No breaks)
Take— (Uh)
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (No breaks)
Take over (Yeah, what? I take)
Break's over, uh-huh, uh-huh (Bitch, no breaks)
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