[Juice Wrld]
I go so hard, I go so hard
I´m a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk
We don´t say shit at all we don´t like that shit talk

Ain´t no off days at all but we get them bricks off
I sip wockhardt with the moonrock
In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic
Your shit ain´t there yet, put some drip on it
I take you whole check, and than I shit on it

[Juice Wrld]
Rollie white as fuck like I just put a brick on it
Your Rollie fake as fuck boy you can hear the tick on it
The way she sucked me up I thought it was a tick on me
I get the money than I split it with my big homies
You show your man off that nigga ain´t got shit on me

My clothing like my state of mind I got Revenge on me
F&N on me thats a sick homie
Not big enough my shit will smoke you like a cig homie
I bought a couple Gucci coats cause it´s a cold world
I dropped the pill in the lean watch it fizz on me
Ain´t enough love for me in the whole world
My apologies my heart be getting big on me

[Juice Wrld]
I go so hard, I go so hard
I´m a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk
We don´t say shit at all we don´t like that shit talk
Ain´t no off days at all but we get them bricks off

I sip wockhardt with the moonrock
In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic
Your shit ain´t there yet, put some drip on it
I take you whole check, and than I shit on it

[Juice Wrld]
Sip so much everyone think I´m gon´ die on em´
I put my heart into this shit like I just cried on it
My brother flippin´ in his grave there´s niggas lyin´ on him
His homies wasn´t ever my homies
Niggas get to shootin´ like they Prigioni
I get lean straight from Houston, that´s the Whitney on me
You see that bag round my neck, that´s the semi on me
If I got a backpack it´s probably cause it´s a titty on it

I spent ten-racks all on shoes, hella kicks on me
It make me feel some type of way, like my name Rich Homie
New Balenciaga´s on me I bought two pairs
They ain´t runners but you niggas know I´m still runnin´

[Juice Wrld]
I go so hard, I go so hard
I´m a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk
We don´t say shit at all we don´t like that shit talk
Ain´t no off days at all but we get them bricks off
I sip wockhardt with the moonrock
In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic
Your shit ain´t there yet, put some drip on it
I take you whole check, and than I shit on it