Hold It Down (High School) Juice WRLD

[Chorus]
Uh, hold it, baby, hold it, hold it down for me (Uh)
Let's get in some deep shit, go and drown for me (Uh)
My pockets facetious, play around money (Uh)
When I was broke, niggas really tried to clown on me (Uh-uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Mouth gold, mouth gold, gold
Mouth gold, mouth gold, gold (Yeah)
I make goals, yeah, my life golden, golden
I make goals, yeah, my life golden, gold

[Verse 1]
Glass house on my wrist, like Malibu (Oh)
Back in high school, they was on some hater shit (Oh)
But I done came up, they wanna be my best friend
They ain't gettin' shit from me, this life lesson
Better learn sum', took my ass to thе studio, I had to earn some'
I mix the rush with thе gush-gush, roll it up, I burn one
In the cut, with the burner
I got the right to bear my arms, sippin' Hi-Tec 'til I'm up in the stars

[Pre-Chorus]
Name my new car Nicki Minaj
Inside I might have a ménage à trois
With a couple bad broads
Nigga, I could turn a nun bitch to a pornstar