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juice wrld - ktm drip - remix كلمات أغنية

[intro: juice wrld]
perc’ get 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 (you can’t even get in)
woah (slatt, yeah)

[chorus: juice wrld]
uh, pills knockin’ at my door, i’m finna let ’em in (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
ballin’ hard, feel like d. rose, i need a letterman (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah)
can’t f_ck that b_tch if she don’t give me her consent (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah)
half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, they don’t get me hard)
if you with that sh_t, then up your gat, let it spit, 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’ve been ridin’ dirt bikes, g_money told me, “don’t fall off” (yee_haw, skrrt, skrrt)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
that two_door with no tints, awe (no tints)
she sucked me up in my g_wagon, no tints, awe
i see all through the shade, ain’t no tints, awe
pull up in that beamer with the tints, awe (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’ w’s 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 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: juice wrld]
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 spit, oh (grrah, grrah)
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, rich)
lately, i’ve been ridin’ dirt bikes, g_money told me, “don’t fall off” (oh)

[verse 2: juice wrld]
i’ve 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 (woah, woah, grrah)
my lil’ b_tch’ll set you up, yeah, she a dog, oh (woah, woah, 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 head, 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 choppa with the beam (brrt), this a new louis bag, uh (louis bag, oh)
i go shoppin’ everywhere, i don’t look at tags (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 you 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 gummo mode)
my closet like a motherf_ckin’ gun show, oh (motherf_ckin’ gun show)
uh, i’ma spin her (huh)
shorty sweeter than a bag full of apple fritters (oh, oh, yeah)
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, oh)
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 (yeah, uh_huh, uh_huh, uh)
god ain’t done with me yet, give him a couple winters
uh, i 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_huh)
’cause when she come back to you, her mouth gon’ be hurtin’ (suck it, ouch)
[chorus: juice wrld]
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 (yeah, yeah, yeah, 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 spit, 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, rich)
lately, i’ve been ridin’ dirt bikes, g_money told me, “don’t fall off” (yee_haw)

[verse 3: xx40]
b_tch i’m a kee_kee that’s a blee_blee
b_tch wanna k!ll me she gon’ bleed_bleed
i’m finna f_ck her, in the assh0l_
she grab on that d_ck like she nat cole
b_tch in the kit, she an assh0l_
batter the b_tch, like a stat_cole
b_tch want a kid, i’m like f_ck no
b_tch is a kid, she grown up ho
she want this d_ck, wanna sip this cum then how about you come, over
yeah, i was holdin’ a gun but i’m sober
b_tch didn’t no nuthin’ but a n0body
b_tch want the d inside her in the o n_gga

- juice wrld

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