[Intro: Juice WRLD & Future] Nigga, me and Pluto in this bitch like 7 in the morning, nigga No sleep, nigga Still been sippin' all night, nigga, damn Money drip Wheezy outta here
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Future] Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla I may invest in the extra I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera I'm on a whole 'nother level I take Percys to fight all my demons It don't help that my bitch is a devil Came up in the hallway Serving J, yeah, yeah Money coming every way My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 80/20, mine off top I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce It dripping over, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD] Spend a check on that pussy (Whoa, whoa, whoa, uh) I got designer all over my hoodie (Whoa, whoa, whoa, uh) Yo' nigga ain't real, yo' nigga a pussy (Uh, look) There he go He get a few shots (Bow) Out the Draco
[Verse 2: Future] Blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah, yeah Double up, geeked off lean, yeah, yeah Baped up, lookin' like a king, yeah, yeah Bad bitch pullin' my sleeve, yeah, yeah Northside Gucci my feet, yeah, yeah Haven't been to sleep in a week, yeah, yeah Bite down on my teeth You smell codeine when I pee, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: Juice WRLD] Sipping on red lean Gun got a red beam No niggas from the red team They go brazy Pull up in that new thing I was fucking on new thing Bad bitch with a tongue ring
[Chorus: Future] Came up in the hallway Serving J, yeah, yeah Money coming every way My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 80/20, mine off top I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce It dripping over, yeah, yeah (Hol' up)
[Verse 4: Juice WRLD] Pour me a four and another, I love it Sip, sip, sip, uh It's me and Hendrix in the club Wondering if we gon' take your bitch We already got five, we was gon' make her six I didn't eat today, but I took the Perc And I prayed to God, it won't make me sick
[Verse 5: Future] Pour me some drugs in the cup No rush, like sip, sip, sip, uh-huh Ain’t got enough fingers for all these rings I'm drip, drip, drip, uh-huh Turn them lil niggas to fiends All they wanna do is bust clips, uh-huh Keep a MAC-11 with a beam I'm gucci, don't slip Gold in your face, yeah, yeah Flooded out baguettes
[Chorus: Future & Juice WRLD] Came up in the hallway Serving J, yeah, yeah Money coming every way My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 80/20, mine off top I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla I may invest in the extra I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga, et cetera I'm on a whole 'nother level I take Percys to fight all my demons It don't help that my bitch is a devil
[Outro: Future] Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
