lirik lagu juice wrld - freestyle (live des studios de generations)
[intro]
uh uh, yeah yeah yeah
uh, uh, uh~uh~uh
mhm, aight, look, uh
uh
[verse 1]
gettin’ to the millions
i just need a mansion with a white b~tch, some children
prolly invest in a bunch of abandoned buildings
i’ma abandon these n~ggas, i pull op chopper on me
and i got this sh~t out the trenches
n~gga my flow relentless, look at the way i kick it
i’m snipping it just like scissors
you can’t f~ck with it, i’m unf~ckwithable
feeling like i’m cudi, getting more cudi, then get cudi
my cash in, uh, i go nuts like cashews in a benz, uh
a bad b~tch, she come through with her friends, uh
that’s just how it started, wait until it ends, uh
life ain’t ever over, life will nеver end, uh
n~ggas think it’s f~cked, thеy really just pretend, uh
i don’t really got no time for pretenders, i don’t really got no time for contenders, mhm
[verse 2]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, it ain’t safe
uh, ayy, uh, uh, ayy, uh, uh
mastered this rap sh~t for real
whater whippin’ in the kitchen with that trap sh~t for real, uh
n~ggas fake, they with that act sh~t for real
but this is real life, i ain’t with that cap sh~t for real, uh
my flow is so intricate, niñas they be intimate
look at the way i’m k!llin’ it, they can’t compete
ayy, uh, i’ma f~ck another b~tch, i’ma f~ck another b~tch, [?]
spazzing on they ass on a daily
b~tch i ball like a rocket, i feel like tracy mcgrady, uh
shaking sh~t like haiti, f~ck n~gga you cannot play me, uh
b~tches f~ck you paid me, i pull up spraying that can, uh
chopper in the trunk, i pop it, just like she pop it
run up on me, poppin’ at your noggin
running outta options, told you, you don’t really want no problems
roll with them goblins, feel like a god, i guess i need a goddess
i’m being honest, uh
my flow go so cray though, uh
you get whopped like a baby in a cradle, uh
big ass glock, i’ma hold it by the handle, uh, get dismantled
chopper hit your brains like eggs gettin’ scrambled, uh
uh, uh, yeah, uh, word play for real
with the action, i ain’t talking about the verb play for real, uh
chopper shootin’, just like larry bird in the field, uh
every day is different when i take another pill, uh
molly in the party got me feelin’ me
n~ggas really try takin’ my energy, uh
clip hold a hundred like a centipede, uh
real n~gga, when i’m uppin’ in your vicinity, uh
duffin’ clinton money like i’m hillary
get to spittin’ like a pastor, ain’t no ministry
uh, uh, i’ma play it like a [?]
uh, uh, uh, i’ma f~ck her in a minute, ehh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[verse 3]
cook that sh~t up, quay
uh, shufflin’ na~na~na~na~na, on go
wake up, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, oh
wake up in the morning put my d~ck in another hoe, uh
i ain’t f~cking your b~tch, i’m f~cking your mother, bro, uh
balling super hard, i’m in another league, uh
n~ggas tweakin’, leakin’, they can’t f~ck with me
i leave ’em leakin’, chopper on me with the defense, uh
leave ’em in the past tense
then it’s gettin’ back to the cashin’, uh
pull up in the aston, everyday b~tch i’m cashin’
everyday b~tch i’m cashin’, everyday b~tch i’m cashin’
she calls me a will~be, but you’re a has~been
b~tch i been dead, money i spent that
yo’ block i been dead
you fake as h~ll you pretend that
you started the sh~t, i’m gon’ end that
i’ma get back on track, yeah, i’ma get back on track
bad b~tch, i’ma get back on that
bad b~tch, i’ma hit it from the back, woah
i’ma hit it from the back, i’ma hit it from the back, i’ma count up a stack, woah
i just spent 10k when i walk up the sacks, money all on my lap, oh
make ’em run like a lap, you don’t know how to act
get shot in the back, oh
i’m not a snake, i k!ll the snakes, i’m not a fake
i don’t f~ck with fakes
you ain’t gettin’ money, the f~ck out my face
i’m eatin’ so good, i had to stop and go and get another plate, uh
woke up, put my d~ck inside another hoe, uh
i ain’t tryna f~ck your b~tch, i’ma f~ck your mother, bro, uh
chopper on me and it’s singin’ like a glee show, uh
bape up on my cape, but no i’m not a hero
vvss on me and it’s cold like subzero
money like robert de niro, you will get jacked like sparrow
won’t let her see tomorrow, put you out your sorrow
got some blood, sweat and tears, bullets you could borrow
hey, hey, hey, mhm, uh, oh
i’m not trying to f~ck your b~tch, i’ma f~ck your mother, oh
wake up, put my d~ck inside another hoe
i ain’t trying to f~ck your b~tch, i’ma f~ck your mother, hoe, oh
mhm~mh, mh~mhm
[verse 4]
ah, mhm, like lenny kravitz, like lenny, aight, uh
like lenny kravitz, like lenny kravitz, uh
rock like lenny kravitz, no lenny kravitz, uh
rock like lenny kravitz, no lenny kravitz, uh
rock like lenny kravitz, no lenny kravitz, uh, yeah
i’m in the studio making these hits, they can’t take that away from me
i got a gun, it’s stale dummy
wrap this sh~t up, feel like a mummy
bad lil’ b~tch, put my d~ck in her tummy
givenchy on me, i don’t wear abercrombie, uh
try me if you want, that chopper k!ll you, now you a zombie, uh
woke up fresh as f~ck, she down to f~ck, she down to go
balling hard, i’m in the fourth, i shoot my shot like derrick rose
matter fact, i feel like shaquille, i’m in the fourth, i’m throwing bows
n~gga talk sh~t, that chopper make him dance like a battle arena, oh
all i know is get the cash, they playing catch up, while i do the dash
these n~ggas ain’t no sh~t, they need to catch up, ’cause i’m on their ass
that chopper hit your face, f~ck your face up, yeah, on the gang
these n~ggas talking stupid, they cannot face us
they can’t face us, they try to erase us
yo’ b~tch is my favourite, that b~tch is a taster
shock sh~t like a taser, in the cut with a laser
that b~tch a eater, she an alligator
making alligations, shaking sh~t like the haitians
if you ain’t talking about money and cash, then b~tch what the f~ck is you saying?
i dyed my hair blonde and turn up on ’em super saiyan
i’ll leave his face on the pavement, oh, i’ll leave his face on the pavement, oh, i’ll leave his face on the pavement
that’s just brazy, yeah
i’ma f~ck that b~tch to move on to her best friend, uh
i’ma hit it from the back, i’m in intestines, uh
mic check, mic check, hold my d~ck, testin’, uh, ayy
let my nuts hang, rich n~gga sh~t, uh
i just may go ahead and take a rich n~gga b~tch, uh
i’m just feelin’ rich on some rich n~gga sh~t, uh
tattletale lil’ n~ggas on that snitch n~gga sh~t, uh
i can rap, anyway, anytime, anyday
balling out, kobe bryant, lebron james with the fadeaway
either way, i’ma make a play
either way, off the molly in the bedroom
lil’ shawty gon’ be going g~y
either way, either way
uh~huh, uh, uh~huh, uh, uh~huh, uh, uh~huh, uh, uh~huh, uh
[verse 5]
uh, yeah, i say, i say, i say, i’m finna, mhm, mhm, mhm, aight, uh
i’m finna preach to the masters
i’m feelin’ like i’m a pastor
[?]
and i make, mhm, laughing
i feel like i’m a pastor
i’m gon’ preach to the masters
i feel like i’m a pastor
i’m gon’ preach to the masters, uh
i’m gon’ spazz on a daily, uh, ball like tracy mcgrady, uh
talk that sh~t don’t know me, uh
chopper on me be slayin’, uh
on the ground where a f~ck n~gga layin’, uh
[?], super no saiyan, uh, yeah
that’s what i’m saying, uh, ayy, ya dig what i’m saying?, uh, uh
i’m getting top from your b~tch, she came from the islands
i don’t even know her name
life is a picture, but i don’t really give no f~ck
get the f~ck out my frame
pull up on him, that chopper make him duck
i’m gon’ let it bang
chopper get to speaking up in tongues, it’ll forget your name, uh, ayy
the leader n~gga, uh, skeet and delete his b~tch, uh
i just keep balling out, uh, everyday i’ma switch, ayy
i f~ck your b~tch reminisce, uh, that b~tch never get the gist, uh
r. kelly on her i p~ss, uh, r. kelly on her i p~ss, uh
young rich and ignorant, don’t give a f~ck about sh~t, these n~ggas been tweakin’, uh
young rich and ignorant, mhm, mhm, mhm, hold up, hold on, hold on, hold on, look, ayy
[verse 6]
i’m for real b~tch, i’m off of the pills b~tch
give a f~ck how you feel, i’m tryna get real rich
i’m for real b~tch, i’m off of the pills b~tch
give a f~ck how you feel, i’m tryna get real rich
i’ll make a whole song in this b~tch, uh
smoke it up, chi cheng chong in this b~tch, uh
.40 beat the chest, king kong in this b~tch, uh
skate on ’em, day one song in this b~tch, uh
i’m the best, i’m the best, ain’t n0body better
bill cosby with the sh~t, molly with the sweater
i ain’t showin’ no effort, showin’ no effort
leave a new beretta for the bad weather
i’m from chicago where it get crackin’, it get brackin’
and no lack and all that
we talkin’ stupid, cool, it’s gon’ get crackin’
gun blastin’ and hit you in your ball cap
get your skull cracked, how you like that?, huh
where the f~ck your b~tch? where your wife at?
i’ma hit that, d~mn it, i’ma pipe that
yachty with the sh~t, i’ma f~cking one night that, huh
ran the train, got her on the right track
she in the kitchen, whippin’ up the right crack
yo’ mama like that, yeah, she like that
she on my trap phone, giving me some feedback
lookin’ at the streets, d~mn, i gotta feed that
lookin’ at the pill bottle, i’ma relapse
lookin’ at the bed, think i need to relax
i remember flexin’ on ’em like gym class
my flow go too crazy, no though
i pose like, d~mn, this is a photo
she on my d~ck, hoppin’ like [?], no pogo
woah, woah, pollo el loco, haha
rap flowin’, nah, raf simmons
bad b~tch foreign, i love women
i love tourin’, i love money, i love jordans
i love gucci, i love fendi, prada
i could prolly go and f~ck your daughter, uh
ain’t no worries, hakuna matata
chopper on me, it solved my problems
man i swear, my flow to cool
i’m prolly shining like, ooh~ooh
i’m prolly shining like some new jewels
don’t give a f~ck, prolly go shoot up the youth group
evil than the b~tch, that’s me dude
outer sp~ce, coolin’ like greedo
my money be greener than cee~lo
hit the b~tch like a keyboard, c~note
ayy, no, hit the b~tch like, mhm, mhm, c~note
hit the b~tch like a keyboard, c~note
hit the b~tch like a keyboard, c~note
[verse 7]
uh, huh, uh, huh, uh
i don’t ever think i’m running out of flows
same way that i ain’t ever running out of hoes
try me if you want, the chopper on me it’ll blow
promise it’ll give you a kiss like mistletoe
shoot one time you get hit, ain’t missing those
f~ck a b~tch, then she gotta go get misthos
this misthos, i pull up in a two~door, uh, uh
slamming sh~t just like sumo, uh~huh
i’m on top of my game, you know it
got away with words, b~tch i’m feeling like a poet
run up, that’s okay, the chopper on me i’ma blow it
and i’m feeling like a superhero, feeling too heroic
with the cape on, uh, with the cape on
hash in the pink, gotta get the vape on
uh, uh~uh, ayy~oh, keep a jewel, like d~mn, who you vape on
smoke good gas, backwoods, roll that
where the f~ck your hoe at?
i’ma go toe tac
get back, chopper spit crack
designer on me, mismatch, did you get that?, uh
know you can’t afford that, can’t afford that
these n~ggas is my sons, forgot to abort that
you talking stupid, chopper hit you, tilt your face back
i promise you’ll put a bullet in your wade cap
i’ll spray it, motherf~cker, i ain’t talking maze man
i’m a addict, in the attic, serving in the bas~m~nt
you got a problem with me? cool, we could address it
i’ll send you that address, send you up to heaven
these n~ggas want beef, i’ma give him seconds
smith & weston, that’s my f~cking preference
your b~tch on my line, getting her peace to heaven
i had to come back for this life in seconds
i’m feeling like the best man, but i’m married to the money
there a n~gga, try to run up and take it from me
there a n~gga, try to run up and take it from me
there a n~gga, try to run up and take it from me
uh
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