[Juice WRLD] I´m in your crib every day, what´s brackin´? I fuck your bitch every day, what´s brackin´? Came in the club with a K, what´s brackin´? Niggas know I put the K in crackin´ Look at my money, it´s everlastin´ Me and my niggas, we young and wildin´ Y´all talkin´ tough, you ain´t on nothing My niggas silent and really violent I ain´t go to school or graduate college But I got a car and it got good mileage And I got a house, big-ass mansion Something for all the lil´ thots to dance in Remember scrapin´ the pot, yeah How could I forget ´bout the pot? Yeah I had rocks in my socks, yeah Remember, I was servin´ your pops, yeah
[Juice WRLD] R.I.P. to my pops, yeah Even though he ain´t do much, uh Guess I still miss him a lot, yeah So I got our memories tucked away R.I.P. to my opps, yeah Was pissing on graves the other day If they catch me, they won´t hesitate So I got my hand on my nine today, uh (Ayy) I up it, I bust it, it ain´t no discussion I make a nigga hyperventilate I fuck on this thot, ain´t no cuddle, she bust it open Then I´m bustin´ all over her face These groupie bitches, they be scandalous So with a rubber, I´ma penetrate I took his bitty on a dinner date But not for really, I just fucked her face
I keep a few milli´ stashed away Water diamonds like a castaway Triple 9, nigga, that´s the wave I be on the grind workin´ every day I gotta make sure that my paper straight Don´t got a gun, you get hit with the razor blade Shoot for the stars, I´ve been throwin´ up fadeaways Strap with the drum, it make ´em fade away Heavily armed, shoot, make ´em levitate I´m not the one, pussy, don´t play with me Chains on my arms, this is not slavery Diamonds and charms, my wrists on super freeze Feel like LeBron, I just been scorin´ On everyone, worldwide tourin´, life is fun Niggas love to hate, got me a gun Send him up to heaven, holes in his lung
[Juice WRLD & Offset] I´m in your crib every day, what´s brackin´? I fuck your bitch every day, what´s brackin´? Came in the club with a K, what´s brackin´? Niggas know I put the K in crackin´ Look at my money, it´s everlastin´ Me and my niggas, we young and wildin´ Y´all talkin´ tough, you ain´t on nothing My niggas silent and really violent I ain´t go to school or graduate college But I got a car and it got good mileage And I got a house, big-ass mansion Something for all the lil´ thots to dance in (Woo, hey) Remember scrapin´ the pots, yeah (Skrrt) How could I forget ´bout the pot? Yeah (Yeah) I had rocks in my socks, yeah (Woo, woo) Remember, I was servin´ your pops, yeah
[Offset] I put baguettes in my watch, what´s happenin´? (Huh?) I set up my shop in the bando (Yessir) Millions on millions, I manage (Manage) I keep the Kel-Tec, the scope, it´s gon´ damage (Bah) I took your bitch on a yacht, slam it (I) Then I get in the pot, whip up salmon (Fire) If I catch an opp with the Glock, hold him ransom (Opp) Advance him, go cop a mansion (Mansion) ´Stendo, this a thirty (Bah-bah) I´m in the Maybach with the curtains (Maybach) I paid fifty-five racks for a little Birkin Drop-top in the Lamb´ when the weather perfect (Skrrt)
I set the trends (Trending) We ain´t shooting sticks in the wind (Sticks, bah) Yeah, big backend (Backend) Yeah, my bitch off a ten (Woo, woo) I pray to God for my sins (I pray) Panoramic my lens (Woo) Do this shit for my dawgs in the pen (My dawgs) We gon´ take off your box for revenge (Bah) Don´t give ´em the sauce, give a pinch (A lil´ bit) I got cash in the loft and the vents (Loft) Straight from the North, it make sense (The North) Sipping codeine, a good rinse (Good rinse)
[Juice WRLD] I´m in your crib every day, what´s brackin´?
I fuck your bitch every day, what´s brackin´? Came in the club with a K, what´s brackin´? Niggas know I put the K in crackin´ Look at my money, it´s everlastin´ Me and my niggas, we young and wildin´ Y´all talkin´ tough, you ain´t on nothing My niggas silent and really violent I ain´t go to school or graduate college But I got a car and it got good mileage And I got a house, big-ass mansion Something for all the lil´ thots to dance in Remember scrapin´ the pot, yeah How could I forget ´bout the pot? Yeah I had rocks in my socks, yeah Remember, I was servin´ your pops, yeah