What Else
Juice WRLD
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Off a couple beans (what else) Maybe a cup of lean (what else) Beat the Sprite up (what else) Gonna make it bleed (what else) I bought one thing (what else) Okay, maybe a couple of things (what else) Uh, Saks Fifth (what else) Then I hit double G (what else) Then I hit Louis V (what else) In that order Bitch, I'm so important These Diors imported Nigga, I could pay your mortgage F*ck it I'ma spend that shit on your daughter She calling me daddy, she prolly got dad issues You should be a better father Damn, zooming in a go-kart Love lean but I really hate pop Love pop but I really love rock Love peace but I really love Glocks These niggas must love headshots Think it's sweet 'cause the sad songs out Took two W's rolling off an E, that's a god damn smackdown I don't know, I think I run it right now Real shit be a hundred right now 19 years old, number nine on the Billboard, nigga like how? I'ma be number one next week, trust me Won't f*ck your bitch 'cause I heard that she musty Hundred round drum on the choppa it's bustin' Word to your mom, that bitch crusty Shit on a f*ck ass nigga then flush it AK in the back, got a CAR like a Russian These niggas be talkin' to narcs or somethin' How the f*ck else my homie get busted? Gonna free my nigga outta the dungeon When he get out, nigga, it's bustin' Run up bands, gain clout Smoke out the pound, I'm on the clouds Off a couple beans (what else) Maybe a cup of lean (what else) Beat the Sprite up (what else) Gonna make it bleed (what else) I bought one thing (what else) Okay, maybe a couple of things (what else) Uh, Saks Fifth (what else) Then I hit double G (what else) Then I hit Louis V (what else) In that order First you get the baking soda then you get the water Nigga f*ck with my moolah, then he gettin' slaughtered If you pussy then you pussy, ain't no getting harder I put that shit on my mom, speaking of moms I could f*ck your mom Talkin' that shit get the firearm They'll be in your crib like, "F*ck your moms" Kill everybody but your mom Yeah, I just said it, yeah, so I meant it, yeah That nigga trippin', catch him slippin', we gon' get him, yeah And she screamin', "Ricky" Thick ass bitch tryna get a lap dance screamin', "Nicki" Aight I'm done for now, have y'all niggas had enough? I'm a real nigga, I ain't with that talkin' tough F*ck with us, we call your bluff Off a couple beans (what else) Maybe a cup of lean (what else) Beat the Sprite up (what else) Gonna make it bleed (what else) I bought one thing (what else) Okay, maybe a couple of things (what else) Uh, Saks Fifth (what else) Then I hit double G (what else) Then I hit Louis V (what else) In that order (in that order) Uh, Saks Fifth Then I hit double G Then I hit Louis V In that order (in that order) Uh, Saks Fifth Then I hit double G Then I hit Louis V
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Written by: Jarad A. Higgins
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