lirik lagu juice wrld - no jumper: object freestyle
[intro: juice wrld & henry dean]
ayy, let’s see if you can do that
what?
i’m just gon’ pull out objects and see if you can rap about them
(hit~boy)
[verse: juice wrld & henry dean]
you know that is my time, ho (yeah)
life is money, so i got a dime for it
man, i see it, but my shades strong
this gucci on my face, it help me dab on ’em
you know, we stay smokin’ on that indo’
that travis scott antidote
but don’t call me a rodeo
pourin’ up pinot grigio
f~ckin’ your b~tch, she a sleazy ho
i’m sick of her, get to sneezin’ on her
huh, yeah
i’m sick of her, get to sneezin’ on her
i pour up in that fanta and that sprite
so, i took that pepsi to leave me ‘lone
all of them wish they got the money on
look at my jacket, it’s vlone
look at your b~tch listenin’ to “lucid dreams”
i know that sh~t is her theme song
i control that b~tch likе a remote
run up on me, thеn i’m down to blow
all of my n~ggas, they grippin’ poles
illuminati wit’ it, ’cause i’ll take your soul
i go harder
get her wetter than bottles of water
call me stupid, i’ll pull up on him
and i’ll dance like i may just pull up in a challenger
i’ma die for my sh~t like a martyr
i’ma die for my sh~t like a martyr
talkin’ sh~t ’til i pull up on you wit’ that handy pack
seen martyrs? n~gga, i’m hotter
all my n~ggas got sh~t like verizon
i see all of this sh~t like a horizon
all my n~ggas get money for real, though
in my kitchen, i’m rollin’ off pills, ho
hopefully, this sh~t hit home
f~ckin’ that b~tch like, “let’s go”
hit that b~tch on my cell phone
i won’t f~ck, she on her menstrual
i murder these instrumentals
i’ma hit that b~tch with a backstroke
i’ma hit that b~tch from the back
but, sh~t, i’m hot though, you know how it is ho?
every day, i wake up lit though
n~ggas know what it is, what it is ho?
pull up on the scene look like big coak
it was a green lighter, that wasn’t a bic, though
i smoke big gas, i smoke big blunts
talkin’ that sh~t, n~gga, waitin’ on nothin’
look at your bank, i just see 20s
i got hunnids and you got ones
i’m not the one, you is my son
pull up on the scene, i make him run
all of my guns is h~rny as f~ck
pull up on the block and i’ll make them cum, yeah
i make this sh~t look simple
we poppin’ like proactive and a bunch of f~ckin’ pimples
i pull up in that b~tch, i’m past high
she my computer, my d~ck is that b~tch flash drive
i get the cash, n~gga, you know, i’m too fly
your b~tch f~ckin’ my b~tch
in the end, she too bi’
you know that, i don’t box
but i’m f~ckin’ like the box
you talkin’ stupid ’til you catch a shot up ’bout this glock
your b~tch up on my c~ck
i told that b~tch to stop and watch
and all i do is get cash and relax, and plot
just turn me up a notch
i wake up smokin’ the pot
that’s a camera, i flash just like a camera when it pops
and if you got it, then you got it
see his gucci on his wallet
is it gucci or is this louis?
my designers has me confused
so, i need to stop it, i just cop it
feel like drake, i started from the bottom
i get long neck from yo’ b~tch, she a ostrich
hopefully, that’s not a problem
huh, haha
i make it look easy for real, i told you this
i told you that, i make it look easy, for real
i know that it’s easy to say
but it ain’t that easy, for real
i’m rollin’ up backwoods all day
but the papers put me in my feels, for real
[outro: juice wrld, henry dean, & chris long]
did you get all that sh~t? (yeah)
dawg, yo, you gotta—, you gotta post that sh~t tomorrow, bro
that sh~t was legendary
that’s the best sh~t we did all day, juice
(hit~boy)
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