lirik lagu juice wrld - long weekend (rims) (sessions)
[intro]
(nikko bunkin’ in the trap, yeah)
[chorus]
there he go again, there he go again, ‘gain, uh
if i play at all, i’ma play to win, win, oh
i’m gon’ pray to god, forgive me for my sins, sins, oh
keep a firearm, scratchin’ lotto ticket, oh
i’m little lebron dunkin’ on the rim, rim
i ain’t from new york, but if i’m fightin’, i’ll lace up the timbs
just to stomp a n~gga brain and see what he thinkin’
perc’s and blood in the sink, been a long weekend
[verse 1]
that codeine, i’ll pour, i pop pills too
i get so faded, don’t know what to do
that codeine, i’ll pour, i pop pills too
i get so faded, don’t know what to do
i remember drivin’ pontiac’s
takin’ my clothes to the laundromat
now i’m rich, rich, i’m beyond that
fake friends don’t get a call back
i done upgraded to a maybach
mac~11, make ‘еm hit a face~plant
gucci shades no ray~bans
made hеr do the cliché dance
like gettin’ tattooed, prayer hands
b~tch i’m that dude, prolly the only reason why they b~tches be f~ckin’
ain’t sh~t, know some it’s some women that be drinkin’ and smokin’ and smilin’, yeah, that’s true
all my n~ggas, they be juggin’ and robbin’ and wildin’
juggin’ and robbin’ and wildin’
[chorus]
there he go again, there he go again, ‘gain, uh
if i play at all, i’ma play to win, win, oh
i’m gon’ pray to god, forgive me for my sins, sins, oh
keep a firearm, scratchin’ lotto ticket, oh
i’m little lebron dunkin’ on the rim, rim
i ain’t from new york, but if i’m fightin’, i’ll lace up the timbs
just to stomp a n~gga brain and see what he thinkin’
perc’s and blood in the sink, been a long weekend
[verse 2]
drugs on the table, got the vibe strong
this worlds full of phonies knew it all along
i wanna be by my lonely please leave me alone
went to h~ll just to get where i’m at
seen the trenches i ain’t never going back
went to h~ll just to get where i’m at
seen the trenches i ain’t never going back
[chorus]
there he go again, there he go again, ‘gain, uh
if i play at all, i’ma play to win, win, oh
i’m gon’ pray to god, forgive me for my sins, sins, oh
keep a firearm, scratchin’ lotto ticket, oh
i’m little lebron dunkin’ on the rim, rim
i ain’t from new york, but if i’m fightin’, i’ll lace up the timbs
just to stomp a n~gga brain and see what he thinkin’
perc’s and blood in the sink, been a long weekend
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