Moncler Year Juice WRLD

[Intro]
Ooh, woah
Uh

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm fly as a bird in the Moncler skies (Yeah)
Purple hood on my head, ridin' on a dirt bike (Oh yeah)
Almost crashed into a turnpike then I turned right (Oh yeah)
Remember when I couldn't turn right, I had to learn right (Oh yeah)
That's another lesson learned right, I'ma be alright
Don't fuck these thots, they'll get you burned right, livin' that dog life
Raf Simons and Adidas, but I earn stripes, yeah, you damn right
In the airport cuttin' the TSA line, late for my flight, uh (Let's go, let's go)
Travel the world, woah, Juice WRLD, glow (Yeah)
Triple 9 'til the world blow (Yeah), let your girl know (Yeah)
My closet a gun show (Grra), .30 clips and drums, ho (Grra)
Don't get Nick Cannon, for my cannon (Yeah), hit a nigga with a drum roll (Get it)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Cold outside, it's a Moncler year (Bitch, it's cold)
Cold outside, it's a Moncler year (Bitch, it's cold)
Cold outside, it's a Moncler year (Bitch, it's cold)
Hit it like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Cold outside, it's a Moncler year (Bitch, it's cold)
Cold outside, it's a Moncler year (Bitch, it's cold)
Cold outside, it's a Moncler year, yeah (Bitch, it's cold)