[Intro: Juice WRLD, G Herbo & Both]
Uh, you know how it is (Hit-Boy)
Uh , Swervo, Yeah (Yeah, gang shit)
Cállate, Mike Crook
You know
Uh
NLMB take off (Uh, gang shit)
Yeah (Let's go, for real)
G. Ry got me
Uh, uh
[Verse: Juice WRLD & G Herbo]
And we keep pistols (And we keep the pistols)
Rocket launchers missiles (Yeah)
Youngins will walk up and hit you (Grrah, yeah)
Juice don't know how to whistle (Yeah)
We just trickin' off 62 (Off 62)
He walkin' 'round he spit 62 (Yeah)
He don't give a fuck he rich too (Don't give a fuck)
Why you over here lil' bitch, you ain't fucking is you? (Get outta here)
We takin' phones in here (Uh), we don't want no issues (Uh)
Rollie plain jane ice, that's an old igloo (Ice, ice, ice)
Need a sweater if you next to me, you ain't cold is you? (Skrtt, skrtt)
Me and Swerv' bringing issues, issues, issues, issues
Just like Future got no issues, issues, issues, issues (Uh-huh)
Magazine in that Kel-Tec, an issue, issue (Magazine, uh-huh)
You dying today if we into it
Herbo tell 'em what we been through (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I was in the field with my dogs and we tryna eat with some beneful
I catch a nigga I still'll do it with (Uh)
That shit forever we been into (Uh-huh)
I got some real niggas still beneficial (Yeah)
If it's about me, they'll get with you (Oh yeah)
Diamonds shinin' glistin' hitchu
All my Jays official (Oh yeah)
Get your issue, get your issue (Get it)
Keep them bitches with you (Keep them bitches with you, get it)
Bitch I'm rich you'll get too (Get it)
As soon as you understand time is money I ain't here to kick it with you (Uh-huh)
Gettin' top skeet can't beat on your menstrual
She wanna fuck on me and Herbo
I'ma turn that bitch to Squirtle
Audemars on my wrist cost 30 (Yeah), Gucci fur coats (Uh)
I don't wanna hurt you, hop on my dick like you hoppin' a hurdle
Lambo stick shift in my grip (Yeah), do the turbo
I got these shells in my house, like I'm collectin' turtles (Grrah)
You don't want no issue, issue, issue, issue
Bitch we rich we still'll hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you
He in his feeling, you want some tissue, tissue, tissue
Got it from the mud you can get this shit too
Juice tell 'em what we been through (Come on)
Barely walkin' off the Percs, all this shit I been through (Come on)
I lost my brother lil' so I'm tryna do what he would do (Come on)
Deep in this street shit had to get physical left a nigga fucked up mental (Sheesh)
Too quick to kill you my anger built up ain't had nobody to vent to (Come on, come on)
Yo' bitch want me to vent to her (Uh), fuck her all night
Percs on me, guitar, rock-star life
Still be in the traps, ooh
I'm with them killers from over east, I feel like that dude (Come on)
A round of applause for this nigga, he got clapped, ooh (Grrah, grrah, grrah, clap)
Call me crazy, I'ma get that strap, ooh (I'ma get that strap, ooh)
G Herbo always offbeat he don't know how to rap, do he? (Hahaha)
He run up some millions, don't know how to act, do he? (Don't know how to act, do he?)
I'ma hit the pack like oowee (Uh)
Ran a quarter m up in two weeks (Uh, uh-huh)
We was havin' shootouts in Tooti (What?)
Mama kicked me out like Bruce Lee (Uh-huh)
You think I'm gettin' some Buffalo wings how I popped out with this blue cheese
Tryna rob, .40 fuck him up and he boozing
Can't breathe, hit too, everything we losin' him
And we ain't doin' no schemes (Uh-huh)
We just livin' our dreams (Our dreams, uh-huh)
We just doin' our thing, uh-huh (Doin' our thing)
Rockin' Designer jeans
And our watches got bling
Ain't worried 'bout a thing (What?)
Hollows gon' pop out, bang
Bank account's green (Green)
Hoodies by Supreme ('Preme)
Whips on gasoline (Gasoline)
Cribs big as fuck (What?)
Sutton Sutton Springs (Haha)
We ain't stressin' a thing (A thing)
Me and Swervo boolin' boolin' up in Sutton Springs (Gang)
Money everywhere so put the racks up
'Cause if the police come you not gon' have no back up
Me and Herb, we sippin' Wock' but we gon' act up
We gon' act up, bitch we gon' act up
Police comin' through the front, I'm out the back, yeah
Did I say back? I meant I'm coming out the brack, yeah, uh
Everywhere I go I fucking snap, yeah
We on blast, me and Swervo on blast, me and Swervo on blast
Uh, you know how it is (Hit-Boy)
Uh , Swervo, Yeah (Yeah, gang shit)
Cállate, Mike Crook
You know
Uh
NLMB take off (Uh, gang shit)
Yeah (Let's go, for real)
G. Ry got me
Uh, uh
[Verse: Juice WRLD & G Herbo]
And we keep pistols (And we keep the pistols)
Rocket launchers missiles (Yeah)
Youngins will walk up and hit you (Grrah, yeah)
Juice don't know how to whistle (Yeah)
We just trickin' off 62 (Off 62)
He walkin' 'round he spit 62 (Yeah)
He don't give a fuck he rich too (Don't give a fuck)
Why you over here lil' bitch, you ain't fucking is you? (Get outta here)
We takin' phones in here (Uh), we don't want no issues (Uh)
Rollie plain jane ice, that's an old igloo (Ice, ice, ice)
Need a sweater if you next to me, you ain't cold is you? (Skrtt, skrtt)
Me and Swerv' bringing issues, issues, issues, issues
Just like Future got no issues, issues, issues, issues (Uh-huh)
Magazine in that Kel-Tec, an issue, issue (Magazine, uh-huh)
You dying today if we into it
Herbo tell 'em what we been through (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I was in the field with my dogs and we tryna eat with some beneful
I catch a nigga I still'll do it with (Uh)
That shit forever we been into (Uh-huh)
I got some real niggas still beneficial (Yeah)
If it's about me, they'll get with you (Oh yeah)
Diamonds shinin' glistin' hitchu
All my Jays official (Oh yeah)
Get your issue, get your issue (Get it)
Keep them bitches with you (Keep them bitches with you, get it)
Bitch I'm rich you'll get too (Get it)
As soon as you understand time is money I ain't here to kick it with you (Uh-huh)
Gettin' top skeet can't beat on your menstrual
She wanna fuck on me and Herbo
I'ma turn that bitch to Squirtle
Audemars on my wrist cost 30 (Yeah), Gucci fur coats (Uh)
I don't wanna hurt you, hop on my dick like you hoppin' a hurdle
Lambo stick shift in my grip (Yeah), do the turbo
I got these shells in my house, like I'm collectin' turtles (Grrah)
You don't want no issue, issue, issue, issue
Bitch we rich we still'll hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you
He in his feeling, you want some tissue, tissue, tissue
Got it from the mud you can get this shit too
Juice tell 'em what we been through (Come on)
Barely walkin' off the Percs, all this shit I been through (Come on)
I lost my brother lil' so I'm tryna do what he would do (Come on)
Deep in this street shit had to get physical left a nigga fucked up mental (Sheesh)
Too quick to kill you my anger built up ain't had nobody to vent to (Come on, come on)
Yo' bitch want me to vent to her (Uh), fuck her all night
Percs on me, guitar, rock-star life
Still be in the traps, ooh
I'm with them killers from over east, I feel like that dude (Come on)
A round of applause for this nigga, he got clapped, ooh (Grrah, grrah, grrah, clap)
Call me crazy, I'ma get that strap, ooh (I'ma get that strap, ooh)
G Herbo always offbeat he don't know how to rap, do he? (Hahaha)
He run up some millions, don't know how to act, do he? (Don't know how to act, do he?)
I'ma hit the pack like oowee (Uh)
Ran a quarter m up in two weeks (Uh, uh-huh)
We was havin' shootouts in Tooti (What?)
Mama kicked me out like Bruce Lee (Uh-huh)
You think I'm gettin' some Buffalo wings how I popped out with this blue cheese
Tryna rob, .40 fuck him up and he boozing
Can't breathe, hit too, everything we losin' him
And we ain't doin' no schemes (Uh-huh)
We just livin' our dreams (Our dreams, uh-huh)
We just doin' our thing, uh-huh (Doin' our thing)
Rockin' Designer jeans
And our watches got bling
Ain't worried 'bout a thing (What?)
Hollows gon' pop out, bang
Bank account's green (Green)
Hoodies by Supreme ('Preme)
Whips on gasoline (Gasoline)
Cribs big as fuck (What?)
Sutton Sutton Springs (Haha)
We ain't stressin' a thing (A thing)
Me and Swervo boolin' boolin' up in Sutton Springs (Gang)
Money everywhere so put the racks up
'Cause if the police come you not gon' have no back up
Me and Herb, we sippin' Wock' but we gon' act up
We gon' act up, bitch we gon' act up
Police comin' through the front, I'm out the back, yeah
Did I say back? I meant I'm coming out the brack, yeah, uh
Everywhere I go I fucking snap, yeah
We on blast, me and Swervo on blast, me and Swervo on blast
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