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juice wrld - track race كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
money make me healthy, countin’ up the celery
broke n_ggas can’t talk, what the f_ck you tellin’ me?
smoke until my eyes red, she can see the h_ll in me
catch me with a bad ho, better than a felony
but these hoes be phony, tried to f_ck on your homie
she’ll tell you she lonely, while she layin’ next your bros, ayy
i don’t got time for her, no, no
i’m too rich to have my heart broke
spendin’ all my money on the finer things
went to sleep, i woke up then i took a bean

[chorus]
woke up, dropped a pill in my oj
am i coming back down? no way
keep that chopper on my side, scarface
’cause i don’t trust no one, sorry
i don’t need handouts, no thanks
’cause i’ma get rich my own way
i’ma dunk off my own play
i’ma take off, no track race
[verse 2]
two girls times two for the foreplay
you know i was finna f_ck and duck ’em anyway
after that i drop a four inside my minute maid
might just mix it with the perky, never been afraid
off a party pack, but i don’t ever party, ho
in my hotel room on the molly, ho
i can see the universe with my eyes closed
blink twice, everything goin’ slow_mo
face, roll it up, face
f_ckin’ on a b_tch that smoke percs, free base
keep it on the low light, i’m a free maze
b_tch, i’m on go like runnin’ lights

- juice wrld

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