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[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
[…]
I’m on a whole 'nother level, don’t see competition, I really don’t see no one better
It’s Gucci the sweater and I rock Margiela forever, I’m rocking Margiela forever
Feel like a king, you a peasant
Bitch, I be fresh like the reverend, yo' bitch gon' eat me for seconds
You gon' learn a hard lesson when I pull out this Smith & Wesson
[Verse 2: Gunna]
We had it hard, nowadays, I won’t even sleep in a Westin
We have it all, take three shots when I was with you and your best friend
Don't fuck with you, nah, I don’t want you anywhere near my section
I’m dripping it all, me and Juice WRLD ain’t never gon' see a depression
Ran up a milli' then turned up the city
She in the club and now everything litty
Bitch, I’m a boss, I don’t do nothin' petty
I don’t gotta talk, 'cause she already ready
She on my phone, told me send her the addy
I speed in the Porsche, tryna hold that shit steady
I’m spending my cash making everyone happy
I’m saving my G's just to feel like a [?]
[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
If a nigga run up, he gets popped like a ollie
In the studio, rollin' and tweakin' on molly
Off a Tesla, I feel like I’m out of my body
Rockstar status, just like Osbourne, Ozzy
I don’t trust nobody, my shotty my shawty
May catch an opp nigga in the hotel lobby
I let the hollow tip blow like a rocket
Please don’t get out of pocket
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
[…]
I’m on a whole 'nother level, don’t see competition, I really don’t see no one better
It’s Gucci the sweater and I rock Margiela forever, I’m rocking Margiela forever
Feel like a king, you a peasant
Bitch, I be fresh like the reverend, yo' bitch gon' eat me for seconds
You gon' learn a hard lesson when I pull out this Smith & Wesson
[Verse 2: Gunna]
We had it hard, nowadays, I won’t even sleep in a Westin
We have it all, take three shots when I was with you and your best friend
Don't fuck with you, nah, I don’t want you anywhere near my section
I’m dripping it all, me and Juice WRLD ain’t never gon' see a depression
Ran up a milli' then turned up the city
She in the club and now everything litty
Bitch, I’m a boss, I don’t do nothin' petty
I don’t gotta talk, 'cause she already ready
She on my phone, told me send her the addy
I speed in the Porsche, tryna hold that shit steady
I’m spending my cash making everyone happy
I’m saving my G's just to feel like a [?]
[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
If a nigga run up, he gets popped like a ollie
In the studio, rollin' and tweakin' on molly
Off a Tesla, I feel like I’m out of my body
Rockstar status, just like Osbourne, Ozzy
I don’t trust nobody, my shotty my shawty
May catch an opp nigga in the hotel lobby
I let the hollow tip blow like a rocket
Please don’t get out of pocket
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