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juice wrld – no jumper: object freestyle كلمات اغاني

[intro: juice wrld & henry dean]
ayy, let’s see if you can do that
what?
i’m just gon’ pull out objects and see if you can rap about them
(hit_boy)

[verse: juice wrld & henry dean]
you know that is my time, ho (yeah)
life is money, so i got a dime for it
man, i see it, but my shades strong
this gucci on my face, it help me dab on ’em
you know, we stay smokin’ on that indo’
that travis scott antidote
but don’t call me a rodeo
pourin’ up pinot grigio
f_ckin’ your b_tch, she a sleazy ho
i’m sick of her, get to sneezin’ on her
huh, yeah
i’m sick of her, get to sneezin’ on her
i pour up in that fanta and that sprite
so, i took that pepsi to leave me ‘lone
all of them wish they got the money on
look at my jacket, it’s vlone
look at your b_tch listenin’ to “lucid dreams”
i know that sh_t is her theme song
i control that b_tch likе a remote
run up on me, thеn i’m down to blow
all of my n_ggas, they grippin’ poles
illuminati wit’ it, ’cause i’ll take your soul
i go harder
get her wetter than bottles of water
call me stupid, i’ll pull up on him
and i’ll dance like i may just pull up in a challenger
i’ma die for my sh_t like a martyr
i’ma die for my sh_t like a martyr
talkin’ sh_t ’til i pull up on you wit’ that handy pack
seen martyrs? n_gga, i’m hotter
all my n_ggas got sh_t like verizon
i see all of this sh_t like a horizon
all my n_ggas get money for real, though
in my kitchen, i’m rollin’ off pills, ho
hopefully, this sh_t hit home
f_ckin’ that b_tch like, “let’s go”
hit that b_tch on my cell phone
i won’t f_ck, she on her menstrual
i murder these instrumentals
i’ma hit that b_tch with a backstroke
i’ma hit that b_tch from the back
but, sh_t, i’m hot though, you know how it is ho?
every day, i wake up lit though
n_ggas know what it is, what it is ho?
pull up on the scene look like big coak
it was a green lighter, that wasn’t a bic, though
i smoke big gas, i smoke big blunts
talkin’ that sh_t, n_gga, waitin’ on nothin’
look at your bank, i just see 20s
i got hunnids and you got ones
i’m not the one, you is my son
pull up on the scene, i make him run
all of my guns is h_rny as f_ck
pull up on the block and i’ll make them cum, yeah
i make this sh_t look simple
we poppin’ like proactive and a bunch of f_ckin’ pimples
i pull up in that b_tch, i’m past high
she my computer, my d_ck is that b_tch flash drive
i get the cash, n_gga, you know, i’m too fly
your b_tch f_ckin’ my b_tch
in the end, she too bi’
you know that, i don’t box
but i’m f_ckin’ like the box
you talkin’ stupid ’til you catch a shot up ’bout this glock
your b_tch up on my c_ck
i told that b_tch to stop and watch
and all i do is get cash and relax, and plot
just turn me up a notch
i wake up smokin’ the pot
that’s a camera, i flash just like a camera when it pops
and if you got it, then you got it
see his gucci on his wallet
is it gucci or is this louis?
my designers has me confused
so, i need to stop it, i just cop it
feel like drake, i started from the bottom
i get long neck from yo’ b_tch, she a ostrich
hopefully, that’s not a problem
huh, haha
i make it look easy for real, i told you this
i told you that, i make it look easy, for real
i know that it’s easy to say
but it ain’t that easy, for real
i’m rollin’ up backwoods all day
but the papers put me in my feels, for real
[outro: juice wrld, henry dean, & chris long]
did you get all that sh_t? (yeah)
dawg, yo, you gotta—, you gotta post that sh_t tomorrow, bro
that sh_t was legendary
that’s the best sh_t we did all day, juice
(hit_boy)

- juice wrld

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