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juice wrld - in my bag (extended) كلمات أغنية

[verse]
hit the curb, put it in reverse, yeah i had to swerve
f_ckin’ with my green, i’ma shoot, feel like larry bird
i know that my fans are the youth, they feel every word
feel like superman in the booth, going ham in the booth
r_e_v_e_n_g_e on my body
bad b_tch say she gon’ ride likе a kawasaki
all this ice, choppa hockey stick, but i ain’t playing hockey
feel likе stevie wonder, right
i can’t see n0body, right
in that ghost like poltergeist
way she ride this d_ck, she treat it like a motorbike
after i get my nut, i tell her that it’s over right (yeah, it’s over right)
then i hit my plug for that lean, sip it over ice

[chorus]
i hopped out my bag, b_tch i’m in my bag
revenge on my back, get the last laugh
choppa in my bag, like it’s afghan
i’m cranky as h_ll, i just took my last xan
that b_tch eating white pills like she pac_man
high as f_ck, swinging through them trees like i’m tarzan
bi as f_ck, she gon’ f_ck on me then her best friend
bruce wayne, i’m in all black like i’m batman
[verse 2]
don’t look at the card, no, uh, ayy
b_tches they be scanning like some bar codes, uh, ayy
swimming in her p_ssy, i’m a shark, oh, uh
watch for the narcs while i take a narco, uh
watch for the narcs while i take a narco, uh, ayy
swimming in her p_ssy like a shark, ho, uh, ayy
b_tches they be scanning like a bar code, uh, ayy
gta, i pull up to los santos, uh, ayy
load it up, ain’t running out of ammo, uh, ayy
tickle me, tickle me, b_tches like they elmo, uh, ayy
sticking to this money like the velcro, um, ayy
say you getting money, n_gga, h_ll no, uh
no adidas but this block’ll give you sh_ll toes, uh, ayy
balling on these n_ggas, feel like d rose, uh, ayy
i’ma steal your bike like debo, yeah, uh_huh, ayy
b_tch, on the loose, k!ll a n_gga, grab the news
f_ck the lies, i want the truth, right? yeah, ayy, ooh, ayy
on the news, k!ll a n_gga, grab the news
f_ck the lies, i want the truth, right? uh, ayy
freestyle sh_t but i don’t ever write, huh
i don’t ever write
i remember when they said i wouldn’t be sh_t, uh
now a n_gga dripping got these n_ggas sea sick
prolly run up on ’em shoot without a reason, uh
i can make it rain all four seasons, uh
at the w you staying at the double tree, uh
you ain’t getting cash, get the f_ck away from me, uh
that lil hoe a groupie sl_t so she can’t stay with me, uh
she get on her knees but she ain’t ’bout to pray for me, yeah, ayy, uh, uh
brand new whip, brand new b_tch
give me head, psychiatrist
fly like auto pilot sh_t, uh, yeah
gun on librarian got the silent tip, uh, ayy, uh, uh
told that b_tch: “forget the tip, just throw the sh_t”
run up on me, it’s over with
you ain’t crank like soulja did, yeah, ain’t like soulja did
you ain’t n_gga, you soviet
life’s a gamble, ain’t no poker chips, uh
b_tch i’m high as f_ck, i’m tryna f_ck, not sober sh_t, yeah, ayy
shoutout to g_herbo ’cause i ball out, everything
i am married to the gang but i bought that b_tch a wedding ring, uh
i bought h_lla things, uh, watch the vessels sing
got the tool up on my hip, heavy metal king
[verse 3]
…skate, uh_huh, uh
she ain’t tryna f_ck, i made her escape, uh
world_bound, she ain’t tryna go to work today
call out, feel like kobe bryant in his prime
ball out, if you wanna shoot with the guns bring ’em all out, uh
bring ’em all out, uh, bring ’em all out
if you wanna shoot bring the guns, bring ’em all out, uh
bring ’em all out, ayy, bring ’em all out, uh
bring ’em all out, ayy, bring ’em all out, uh, uh
i be with the gang, super fresh_fresh_fresh, uh
grim reaper, b_tch, i’m fresh to death_death, uh, ayy
breaking bad, just like crystal meth_meth, uh
if you throw the pass, i’ma intercept_cept, uh, ayy
got your b_tch on me, she giving neck_neck, uh, ayy
pull up on the scene, i got the tec_tec, uh
grip my tec, pour up drink, that’s the high tech, uh
mix that sh_t with the perc’, hard to digest, uh
i was just another kid from the projects, uh
i’ve been tryna get it in, in the projects, uh
lord knows that i sinned in the projects, uh
i don’t know where to begin, in the projects, huh
but a n_gga got out on the bigger things, uh
f_ck that ring pop_out, went and bought a wedding ring, uh
at the skate shop, kick flip, board_walk, uh
up in cali’, f_cking on a broad_walk, uh, uh
she ain’t tryna f_ck, i made her escape, uh
world_bound, she ain’t tryna go to work today
call out, feel like kobe bryant in his prime
ball out, if you wanna shoot with the guns bring ’em all out, uh (ya’ dig?)
bring ’em all out, uh (ya’ dig?), bring ’em all out
if you wanna shoot bring the guns, bring ’em all out, uh (skrt, skrt, skrt, ya’ dig?)
bring ’em all out, ayy, bring ’em all out, uh
bring ’em all out, ayy, bring ’em all out, uh, uh (grrah, grrah, grrah)
i be with the gang, super fresh_fresh_fresh, uh
grim reaper, b_tch, i’m fresh to death_death, uh, ayy (ya’ dig?)
breaking bad, just like crystal meth_meth, uh (ya’ dig?)
if you throw the pass, i’ma intercept_cept, uh, ayy (go)
got your b_tch on me, she giving neck_neck, uh, ayy (haha)
pull up on the scene, i got the tec_tec, uh (grrah, grrah, grrah)
grip my tec, pour up drink, that’s the high tech, uh (lean)
mix that sh_t with the perc’, hard to digest, uh (ya’ dig?)
i was just another kid from the projects, uh (the gutter)
i’ve been tryna get it in, in the projects, uh (the gutter)
lord knows that i sinned in the projects, uh (the gutter)
i don’t know where to begin, in the projects, huh (the gutters)
but a n_gga got out on the bigger things, uh (uh_huh)
f_ck that ring pop_out, went and bought a wedding ring, uh (uh_huh)
at the skate shop, kick flip, board_walk, uh (uh_huh, woof)
up in cali’, f_cking on a broad_walk, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 4]
i’m gon’ let my cash talk, uh, oof, uh
f_ck that b_tch until she can’t walk, oof, ayy, ayy
pull up on the scene, oh
i ain’t slime, but i can make a n_gga bleed, whoa, whoa, ayy
uh, ayy, i was doubled up
got two b_tches, they got double cups, grab them double cups
i got lean, pour up, double cups, that sh_t not enough, ayy
you can catch me turned up, my life, [?], ayy
choppa on my hip, i feel like i’m the terminator
got a b_tch with two pistols, she look like the tomb raider, ayy
clamping on that glizzy i feel like i’m darth vader, ayy
she gon’ suck my d_ck and swallow all my kids layer, ayy
i don’t really got no problems with n0body but
if you want it…

[verse 5]
rolling gas, pour that act’
run up, you get hit, 40 blast
leave ’em in the past
when it come to cash
i’m gon count up fast
i’m about my bag
i hopped out my bag, b_tch i’m ’bout my bag
i hopped out my bag, b_tch i’m ’bout my bag
i hopped out my bag, revenge on my back
i hopped out my bag, b_tch i’m ’bout my bag
ayy, huh, ayy, huh, uh, here you go, uh
fresh to death, my gucci shoes got a halo, uh
i go ape, oof, kinda like a [?]
i’m finna spaz on that, start from top, haha

[verse 6]
hit the curb, put it on reverse, yeah i had to swerve
do your worst, sh_tting on them b_tches, used to give me dirt
do it hurt? r_kelly with ’em, uh, i’ma flirt
this song for the b_tches that was tryna give a n_gga dirt
now i hurt they feelings, tell me baby: do it really hurt?
f_cking with my money, prolly put you on a f_cking shirt
brand new gun, i can’t wait to use it on they b_tch_ass
leave ’em leaking, he a p_ssy_n_gga, maxipad
i’m the best, ain’t n0body better than me mad
i’m a jackass, i feel like i’m
flyer than an eagle, uh, you should check the wing span
hit the curb, put it on reverse, yeah i had to swerve
do your worst, flexing on these n_ggas that was hating, i know that hurt
free up all my brothers up in prison they ain’t say a word
had to swerve, shorty twerking, piking up her mans
they threaten my life everyday, tell ’em: “do their worst”
mixing drugs up with the licor, talking with a slur
feel like superman in the booth, i’m so undisturbed
r_e_v_e_n_g_e on my body like— (like—)
i’m in the party, off the xans’, percs’, have a molly ride
run a train on your main thing, that’s a trolly ride
stevie wonder bout these n_ggas, i swear i can’t see n0body
after i give her my nut i tell her it’s over, right? uh
yeah it’s over right
then i hit my plug, i need codeine, sip it over ice
then i hit my plug, i need codeine, bring it over ice
then i hit the plug, i need drugs, sip ’em over ice
uh_huh

[bridge]
i hopped out my bag, b_tch i’m in my bag
revenge on my back, get the last laugh, huh
gun up in my bag, that’s from afghan, huh
gucci on my bag, you can’t grab tha—
fool i’m finna spaz on this b_tch
that’s finna be the chorus
let me start from top, yeah

- juice wrld

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