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juice wrld - untitled freestyle 2 lyrics

see how versatile i can get (uhuh)
okay, i’ll say a few words on this
ohh aye uh mm mm mm
okay look
high as f_ck, drunk as f_ck
in the back of the car like what the f_ck
bad b_tch at the crib, high as f_ck off the drugs, suck me up
i was high, not her
she was sober, tryna’ get a upper cut
hit em in the stomach with the choppa’ til the f_ck n_gga had enough
freestyle sh_t that they take years to think up, thats true
pull up on the scene, leave em inked up choppa’ like a tattoo
you ain’t know, she ain’t know, he ain’t know
n_gga, i’m that dude
matter fact make you break your back like break dance, old school
freestyle type to pull up, put the gun to your youth group
matter fact take a chain on your wrist, slave you up useful
h_ll yeah ya b_tch i meant use you
beat it up, beat it up, mike tyson i abuse you
flow gold, so cold like diamonds f_ck that rose gold
.40 on me it’ll sneeze, grab a kleenex got a bad cold
pull up on him, hit him in his face twice, now he got a bad nose
i’m the type to pull up on the scene full of sh_t like a assh0l_
my flow is so cold, my flow is so cold its so cool
these n_ggas so lame, these n_ggas so old im so new
pull up on the scene just me no guys i’m solo
feel like kudi cause i’m still rockin’ the dolo
box all on my logo, you b_tch she a hoe hoe
stick on me yeah the stick on and its super big, no h0m_
n_ggas talking that dumb sh_t hit em in his ears, no dumbo
not in my house with a tumble
left right left right, thats a combo
i’ma serve it like cilantro
k!ll a n_gga in his condo
then i f_ck his b_tch his condo
i hit this og, let his mom know
i am the bomb hoe, i blow up just like a bomb hoe
just let your mom know
juice he got that old sound flow (yeah)
i ain’t ever gotta write (uuhh)
im the sh_t to these n_ggas like d_mn
do i ever gotta wipe (yuuh)
pull up on em with the gun like d_mn
that n_gga finna die (yeah)
ima overk!ll overk!ll [?] (yeah aye)
r.i.p. to my fallin’ ones, i just lost my brother, for real (uh)
im sick of lookin’ at the news, i may lose another, for real (yuh)
everybody keep on snitchin on em, they ain’t undercovers, for real (yuh)
its how i catch em lackin’ sleepin with each others under covers for real (yuh)
man
sh_t gets real out here
withdrawals a b_tch, ive been takin too many pills out here
tryna live out here, no advils
f_cked the b_tch on my adlibs
said that twice cause sh_t is mad real
man
westwood throw on some different sh_t
im still rappin’ on it ’cause i’m showin’ the distance between me and these other n_ggas
like i said i can f_ck your mother n_gga
like i said i can f_ck your baby sitter
like i said i’m here to baby n_ggas, for real

- juice wrld lyrics

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