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juice wrld - tsunami soul (session edit) كلمات أغنية

[intro: juice wrld & future]
(wheezy outta here)
yeah, uh

[verse 1]
yeah, let’s get it, get it, yeah
uh, please get me some racks, okay
i don’t need your racks, okay?
gun on my hip when i walk to the bank
if i’m broke, hit a l!ck, i need what’s in your safe
my right wrist be a lambo’, the left is a wraith
december 2nd, that’s my birthday
i remind her that, because i’m getting the cake
if that n_gga trippin’ we gon’ put him away
you can call me suge (okay)
i pray to god i’ll have fun today
’cause these n_ggas tryna steal my wave (uh)
they gon’ end up drowning, f_ck it
soul money, i can’t count it, run it
[bridge]
it’s just me and wheezy, makin’ sh_t look easy (uh)
burnin’ them trees, sippin’ that lean, gettin’ the green
nothing come in between, f_ck you mean?
i’m freddy krueger in your dream
wake up, mac tear his face up (uh)

[verse 2]
shoot it like a laker, n_gga better pay up
me and his b_tch lay up, all night and day, yuh
stripes on her, no zebra (let’s go)
that b_tch, she from mexico, i call her my amiga (uh_huh)
everything was cool until i found out she wasn’t single
still hit it, yeah, i’m k!llin’ for mine and my family, n_gga
ain’t no new friends, just family business
oh, i’m going to the opp block, are you comin’ with me?
be ready to lace up and shoot up with the semis
we gon’ give a n_gga plenty, we gon’ give a n_gga twenty
we gon’ give a n_gga thirty, way too many

[chorus]
if wheezy outta here, we outta here
private jet lag, we flew here
kel_tec and tec, n_ggas k!ll here
hi_tech attack, pourin’ red, yeah
i ain’t never lack, at all, yeah, i’ma keep the steel here
nowadays i’m never in the mall, yeah, just hit the saks fifth
lace up the raf simons, uh, ball ’til i fall, yeah
balmain and vetements, yeah, ball ’til i fall, yeah
saint laurent premadonna, i got it all, yeah
codeine with the marijuana, oh, oh
[verse 3]
uh, say she fiending for me, i’ma feed her
ain’t no one, ain’t no one, b_tch, i need her
i’ma kick it with her, she know a lil’ fifa
earn the stripes like raf simon, adidas
ayy, bunch of margiela’s steppin’ in
hit it from the back, then leave
give me brain ’til she get amnesia
uh, uh
i don’t got no time for the same sh_t i used to
rock tom ford in the back of the hooptie
shawty double g, when i f_ck, yeah, she gucci
going back home, can’t wait to get up in that coochie
going back home, uh
all these old hoes jealous, i love it, uh
mix that purp with a couple percs, lit
uh, gucci shirt, b_tch, and now i’m nervous

[bridge]
me and wheezy made this sh_t look easy
all these hoes be sleazy
suckin’ on my n_ggas in the crib
big bad b and boo while we gettin’ busy

[verse 4]
oh, goin’ to the opp block, are you slidin’ with me?
made a lot of them b_tches envy, we ain’t showin’ no mercy
run up and bust down semis, give them n_ggas plimsy
can’t f_ck with me, oh (oh)
we got way too many semis (grah)
do ’em dirty, call me suge today
take the perc’ to the face, i don’t f_ck with the cane
i had your girl sendin’ the pace
uh, thot b_tch, i’m still hittin’ it
like a broke copy machine, you don’t get paper
ain’t no iou, i don’t do no favors
[chorus]
if wheezy outta here, we outta here
private jet lag, we flew here
kel_tec and tec, n_ggas k!ll here
hi_tech attack, pourin’ red, yeah
i ain’t never lack, at all, yeah, i’ma keep the steel here
nowadays i’m never in the mall, yeah, just hit the saks fifth
lace up the raf simons, uh, ball ’til i fall, yeah
balmain and vetements, yeah, ball ’til i fall, yeah
saint laurent premadonna, i got it all, yeah
codeine with the marijuana, oh, oh

- juice wrld

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