[Chorus] She ain't nothin' but a no-good, diamond-watchin' woman Only love me 'cause she see Versace on my linens Baby, I'm not God, so your sins are not forgiven I can never lose, every day I wake up winnin' Mama told me, "Cut the bad hoes off with the scissors" Make 'em disappear, call me Juice WRLD wizard (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Bae, I'm high off narcotics, so your name I cannot remember Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin' up my image, yeah (Uh)
[Verse 1] One thing you need to know about me is All I ever wanted was love and money, yeah One thing you need to know about me is This rockstar life turned me to a junkie Uh, another thing you need to know about me is I'm full of addictions, this is just vindictive Subject a lil' sensitive, maybe I should just shallow it Went from talkin' depression to money-makin' prerogative (Yeah) Still a smart guy, could've got a scholarship Sayin' fuck college, I'ma tell you how I started it It took one phone call from G-Money that's my dawg (Yeah) Turned me from a twenty-dollar nigga to millions in my drawers This song's about all my talents and vices (Oh-oh) Listen repeatedly, scream it, recite it (Oh-oh) Until it piss your father off, he already pissed though (Oh-oh) I know, 'cause his daughter on my tour givin' deep-throat (Oh-oh) This song's about all my talents and vices (Oh-oh) Listen repeatedly, scream it, recite it (Oh-oh) Your girl give me fellatio, you should be excited (Oh-oh) 'Cause when she come back to you, that's a million-dollar night, kiss (Mwah, oh-oh)
[Chorus] She ain't nothin' but a no-good, diamond-watchin' woman Only love me 'cause she see Versace on my linens Baby, I'm not God, so your sins are not forgiven I can never lose, every day I wake up winnin' Mama told me, "Cut the bad hoes off with the scissors" Make 'em disappear, call me Juice WRLD wizard (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh, bae, I'm high off narcotics, so your name I cannot remember Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin' up my image, yeah
[Post-Chorus] I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and girls, right? I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout drugs: the weed and the pills I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and hoes, right? And clothes, I was overly exposed Now I'm bearin' the fruits my mama planted, they done growed
[Verse 2] Hell yeah, they done glowed up, I done glowed up Oxycodone got me sewed up, gotta remain focused And these groupie hoes bogus, everybody knows it But they turn me to a poet, with the love commotion Blood, sweat, and tears, money parted it, Moses Used to roll mid, now it's gas, what I'm smokin' (What I'm smokin') Like I farted, hit the gas, I'm in motion (I'm in motion) Out, departed, wrist hangin' out the window, cost your apartment This the brightest that my life ever been I need diamonds all over for when it get dark again I call my mama up and told her that the devil marchin' in She sent me Bible verses, then I got distracted by some nudes from a sex worker Who am I to not text back? That's networking Who am I to lie about my life? I know the truth hurts (Truth hurts) Who am I to say that this ain't one of my best verses? Uh-oh, too bad that it's over (Over)
[Chorus] She ain't nothin' but a no-good, diamond-watchin' woman Only love me 'cause she see Versace on my linens Baby, I'm not God, so your sins are not forgiven I can never lose, every day I wake up winnin' Mama told me, "Cut the bad hoes off with the scissors" Make 'em disappear, call me Juice WRLD wizard (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Bae, I'm high off narcotics, so your name I cannot remember Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin' up my image, yeah
[Post-Chorus] I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and girls, right? (Yeah, yeah) I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout drugs: the weed and the pills (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and hoes, right? (Yeah, yeah) And clothes, I was overly exposed Now I'm bearin' the fruits my mama planted, they done growed
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