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juice wrld - coachella freestyles lyrics

[part 1]

[verse 1: juice wrld]
gon’ bl!ck him up
if she wanna take a fl!ck with us, we gon’ fl!ck it up
if she wanna take some d_ck from us, we gon’ d_ck her up
probably call you in like 20 minutes to come pick her up
she was sober when we hit it, she wanted to liquor up
i don’t let these b_tches get high before they take this d_ck
next you know they be on the news sayin’ we tried to rape that b_tch
i don’t got time for a n_gga, i just got time for a n_gga
i don’t got time for a n_gga, uh, i don’t got a dime for a n_gga
i just got bullets for a n_gga, i just rhymes for a n_gga
if you willing to pay for these features i may make time for that n_gga
man i spaz on every track n_gga, i run this sh_t like track n_gga
i run this sh_t like white police tryna catch up to a black n_gga

unless he one of them big homies
run up on me you get smoked, just like zig on me
l_o_l its a joke, all you n_ggas broke, you need a fix homie

feel like madden with the hitstick
lil’ n_gga you can get hit homie, i’m lit like bic homie
she suck my d_ck homie, then she asked for a pic homie
i ain’t finna take no pic wit’ a ho, i know these b_tches be clout chasin’
i think about like a million things at once, n_gga i be mind racin’
these n_ggas ain’t sh_t but some mouses, they be rat racin’
i was in my trap whippin’ up sh_t with the baking soda
b_tch, my d_ck up in her throat just like a jeera cola
i gave her nine months to get rid of that now she got a baby stroller
[part 2]

[verse 2: juice wrld]
ooh, ooh, woah, woah
i see how you wanna act, remember when i back actually flipping packs
n_ggas talkin’, all these n_ggas ain’t ’bout that action
i’m from chicago, we be shootin’, we feel like paxson
you got a problem then f_ck it we gon’ be pistol packin’
leave ’em bl__dy as f_ck, he gon’ need more than a napkin
i don’t got time for these n_ggas, all of these b_tches reactin’
if i wanted reactions i’d go youtube and watch reactions
young n_gga, i’m richer than most n_gga
champagne, get it poppin’, i don’t wanna toast n_gga
yeah i brag sometimes, i admit that i boast with it
sh_t i’m humble as f_ck, i don’t give a f_ck about most n_ggas
they be trying me, don’t really got time for these n_ggas
all these wannabes and wanna be me n_ggas
they got to the count of three to get the f_ck away from me n_gga
before i go on k!lling spree, k!ll everybody within’ the function cause n_ggas buggin’ me
i don’t got time for none of these hoes, all these hoes thinkin’ that they lovin’ me
these b_tches ain’t sh_t but some dusty ass, raggedy ass, ugly hoes
probably from block or somethin’
probably wanna suck on c_ck or somethin’
probably wanna get to the top or somethin’
thinkin’ they can suck they way to the top or somethin’
i don’t really got time for these hoes, they need to stop it
they gettin’ outta pocket, you run up cool, i’ma pull my gun out my pocket
crack it back once then pop it
i don’t got time for a n_gga, i got options
n_gga i’m the bestest, these n_ggas ain’t sh_t
that sh_t dead like a bag asbestos
freestyle off the top, change the topic on these hoes and i get the guap
these hoes ain’t sh_t but hoes, i’ma treat ’em like that, i’ma leave ’em there
if i catch an opp, i’ma wack an opp
if i catch a cop, i’ma run away
if i don’t k!ll you cool, i’ma probably k!ll yo’ ass on another day
i heard you talkin’ sh_t, i found out where your mother stayin’
i’ma be back in chicago that trip d_mn near like a month away
i’m high as h_ll, probably lost all my brain cells, may be a blunt away
i’m so high i may come down in a couple days
look, eyes make you smile like a couple face

i’m the type to blow yo candles out then k!ll yo’ ass on yo birthday
to go to yo’ birthstone, take a p_ss on yo’ birth place
never gave a f_ck about a n_gga or a b_tch that’s in the f_cking first place

pull up to yo’ doorway, with a .4_0, they like foreplay that go both ways
so it’ll k!ll you and yo’ b_tch, ‘fore the end of the day, b_tch you heard me?
[part 3]

[verse 3: juice wrld, cordae]
i never liked marshmallows, besides my n_gga marshmello
ball like carmelo, such a bizarre fellow

ooh, new lamborghini truck, make it in all yellow
f_ck that i got the double r, black and red fellow
i pull up on the scene and jack him like sparrow
you talkin’ stupid, then i’m gon’ shoot you, two barrels
n_ggas thinkin’ that they in it, walking on the straight dinero
g_money told me just rob ’em take the money then let go
he say we gon’ get rich, we walked up to interscope
we wasn’t no b_tch, and we told ’em what we wanted
so they gave us that times two plus a couple mo’
man we richer than a b_tch that’s white and 24
with some coke in the stash box
and a n_gga at her door, screaming you got me—
ooh i was finna go somewhere with that

he said, he said, hit a n_gga straight in his face, red arrow
jumped off the plane to coach_lla, daredevil
bad little b_tch, oh, bae a rebel
i’ma k!ll this sh_t forever, n_gga forever
godd_mn never clever, stackin’ cheddar
everything we do, yeah, we do it better so—
i say, yeah, shoutout to clever, yeah
shoutout to seezyn and all my artists, yeah
you know we crazy, we marchin’ in like the spartans, yeah
we not from earth, but we came through like a martian, yeah
i’m rolling up posto and then i spark it, yeah

hold on stay with the 300 no spartan, yeah
got a bad lil’ b_tch, might spark it, yeah
and we getting the cheddar like harvard, yeah
dropped out but still went to harvard, yeah
graduated, bad little b_tch yeah, had to hate it
f_ckin’ model hoes, used to m_st_rbate it
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