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juice wrld - we outta here (version 2) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(wheezy outta here)

[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 1]
yeah, let’s get it, 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 reminded that, because i’m getting the cake
if that n_gga trippin’ we gon’ put him away
you can call me suge (okay)
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
so many, i can’t count it, f_ck it (oh)
[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 do you mean?
i’m freddy krueger in your dream
wake up, mac tear his face up

[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 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

- juice wrld

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