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juice wrld - ktm drip كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
perc’ me in (uh), let me in (woah)
how the f_ck you hatin’ outside the club? (woah)
drugs knockin’ at my door
need to let me in (need to let me in, woah)
you can’t even get in
f_ck, yeah, uh

[chorus]
pills knockin’ at my door, i’m finna let ’em in (yeah)
ballin’ hard, feel like d rose, i need a letterman (yeah)
i can’t f_ck that b_tch if she don’t give me her consent (yeah)
half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (they don’t get me hard)
if you with that sh_t, then up your gat, let it split, oh (yeah, yeah)
i know n_ggas bangin’ they flags like confederate, oh (slatt)
brand new house, it’s on the hills, just got the settlements off (rich)
lately, i been ridin’ dirt bikes, g_money told me, “don’t fall off” (yee_haw, skrrt, skrrt)

[verse 1]
that two_door with no tints, oh (no tints)
she sucked me up in my g_wagon, no tints, oh
i see all through the shade, ain’t no tints, oh
pull up in that beamer with the tints, oh (skrrt)
i heard you got a new whip, we shoot the tints off (grrah, grrah)
i know that b_tch shakin’ ass up out the window (yeah, yeah)
i’m takin’ ws and her wins low (yeah, yeah)
i order b_tches like they on the menu (yeah, yeah), yeah
took that b_tch to miami (what?), just to have a threesome (yeah)
i got bad b_tches on deck, do you need one?
matter of fact, i got so many hoes
i’ll sell you one, you can keep one
that b_tch don’t need me, that lil’ ho need jesus, ayy
vvs on my wrist, ain’t get no jesus pieces, ayy
need me a chocolate thing, ain’t talkin’ reese’s pieces, ayy
i don’t f_ck with none of these n_ggas like i’m racist, ayy (yeah)
my songs on that bad b_tch playlist (yeah)
[chorus]
pills knockin’ at my door, i’m finna let ’em in (yeah, yeah)
ballin’ hard, feel like d rose, i need a letterman (yee_haw)
i can’t f_ck that b_tch if she don’t give me her consent (yee_haw)
half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (yeah, yeah)
if you with that sh_t, then up your gat, let it split, oh (grrah, grrah)
i know n_ggas bangin’ they flags like confederate, oh (slatt, slatt)
brand new house, it’s on the hills, just got the settlements off
lately, i been ridin’ dirt bikes, g_money told me, “don’t fall off”

[verse 2]
i been on my ktm drip, hopefully i don’t fall off (yeah, skrrt)
in the desert, on a dirt bike, with an ar, lettin’ it all off (tu_tu_tu_tu, grrah)
my lil’ b_tch’ll set you up, yeah, she a dog (she a dog)
get you in the bedroom, just to shoot your b_lls off (pause)
she come back home, tell me you dead, my d_ck is in her jaw (uh_huh)
i could never end up like my dad, i’m too much of a boss (uh_huh)
oxycodone all up in my hand, i’m scratchin’ through the walls (uh_huh)
high as h_ll on my phone, groupies tryna’ get in my drawers (woah)
foreign b_tch up in my snapchat showin’ ass (what else?)
i know she don’t love me for real, she just want the bag (what the f_ck else?)
she gon’ do me and my team for a louis bag (what the f_ck else?)
grip the chopper with the beam, this in a louis bag (baow, baow)
i go shoppin’ everywhere, i don’t look at tags
wear it once then throw it away, i don’t take it back (uh_huh)
said she loved me, stupid b_tch, you should take it back (uh)
i’ma drop ya’ off wherever the f_ck i met you at (oh)
call a uber for that b_tch, she gotta go, go, go (she gotta go)
do the dash through her life, i’m on go_go_go, uh (that b_tch gotta go)
iffy, uh, sticky tucked, i’m on gummo mode (i’m on gun mode)
my closet like a motherf_ckin’ gun show, oh (uh)
i’ma spin her (huh), shawty sweeter than a bag full of apple fritters (yee_haw)
i told her racist ass dad that she f_cked a n_gga (yee_haw)
i also told ’em that it’s been my pleasure f_ckin’ with her (yee_haw, yeah, yeah, yeah)
she said she wanna have my d_ck for dinner (uh)
i’ma serve it to her like a plate of chicken gizzards (uh)
grandma if you listenin’, i’m sorry i’m a sinner (uh)
god ain’t done with me yet, give him a couple winters
uh, just became a winner (ayy, ayy)
they wasn’t f_ckin’ me when my pockets was hurtin’ (uh)
now i get to pick ’em out, freaky and nerdy (uh_huh)
you should take your girl to the dentist or somethin’ (uh)
’cause when she come back to you, her mouth gon’ be hurtin’ (suck it, ouch)
[chorus]
pills knockin’ at my door, i’m finna let ’em in (i’ma let ’em in)
ballin’ hard, feel like d rose, i need a letterman (yeah, yeah, yeah, i need a letterman)
i can’t f_ck that b_tch if she don’t give me her consent (give me her consent)
half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (they don’t get me hard)
if you with that sh_t, then up your gat, let it split, oh (baow, baow)
i know n_ggas bangin’ they flags like confederate, oh (slatt, slatt, slatt)
brand new house, it’s on the hills, just got the settlements off (rich, rich)
lately, i been ridin’ dirt bikes, g_money told me, “don’t fall off” (yee_haw)

- juice wrld

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