Lyrics Big - Juice WRLD
Hmm,
uh-huh
(Hit-Boy)
Bitch
Man,
this
life
shit
gettin'
crazy,
crazy
I
done,
I
done
made
it
I
done
made
it,
made
it,
yeah
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
these
hatin'
ass
niggas,
though
Let
my
dick
breathe
for
a
couple
seconds,
man,
shit
Fuck
nigga
Uh,
yeah
I'm
on
a
Percocet,
yeah,
I
just
had
to
relapse
Even
at
my
worst,
I'm
feeling
like
I
am
the
best
I
done
Metta
Word
Peace
to
myself
like
I'm
Ron
Artest
I
never
been
a
referee
but
I
still
got
a
Tec,
Kel-Tec
Shoot
you
in
your
stomach
make
this
shit
hard
to
digest
Rockstar,
listening
Jimi
Hendrix
in
the
projects,
yeah
I'ma
turn
a
nigga
block
to
an
art
project
Picasso,
I
paint
that,
where
the
fuck
is
the
bank
at?
Army
sergeant,
no
rank,
yeah,
okay
If
you
ain't
payin'
a
hundred
thousand
get
them
features
out
my
face
50K
to
install
a
codeine
fountain
in
my
new
estate
I
got
that
pump,
it's
ironic
how
that
pump
made
him
pump
his
breaks
I
ain't
Lil
Pump
but
I
got
double
glocks
on
me
like
Gucci
Gang
We
ball
like
Wilt
Chamberlain
like
the
name
of
them
old
Gucci
tapes
Yeah,
I'm
talkin'
'bout
Gucci
Mane
That
lil'
bitch
like,
"Burr,"
why
she
so
insecure?
Who
got
the
pills
in
here?
How
do
you
live
in
here?
I
got
my
crib
in
here,
havin'
some
kids,
yeah
I
do
it
big,
yeah,
big,
big,
yeah
I
do
it
big,
yeah,
big,
big,
yeah
(Let's
go)
She
saw
me
in
the
club,
how
did
you
get
in
here?
Fuck
is
you
doin'
here?
Why
is
you
shootin'
here?
Doin'
it
big,
yeah,
big,
big,
yeah
Doin'
it
big,
yeah,
big,
big,
yeah
Yeah,
away,
away,
away,
away,
away
You
want
bullshit,
I
hit
you
with
that
olé
Told
my
shooter
I
gotta
prove
myself
no
lame
Even
when
I
stand
up
and
hit
it
from
the
back
I'ma
still
get
laid
Your
bitch
a
dragon,
she
run
up
on
me,
she
get
slayed
I
took
a
piss
in
your
dead
homie
grave,
uh
(Let's
get
it)
Chicago
shit,
Chicago
nigga
Fuckin'
on
a
Philadelphia
bitch
Yeah,
I'm
super
rich,
I
could
pay
your
rent
Rollie
doesn't
tick
Chopper
with
the
tints
Pull
up
with
the
tints,
clip
is
extended
Never
gave
a
fuck,
never
gave
a
shit,
only
gettin'
rich
Limb
by
limb,
forgive
and
forget
Man,
I
don't
forget
shit
You
don't
know
when
to
stand
You
got
it
bad,
man,
come
in,
oh
Oh,
baby,
come
in
Man,
I
don't
forget
shit
Uh,
yeah
I'm
on
a
Percocet,
yeah,
I
just
had
to
relapse
Even
at
my
worst,
I'm
feeling
like
I
am
the
best
I
done
Meta
Word
Peace
to
myself
like
I'm
Ron
Artest
I
never
been
a
referee
but
I
still
got
a
Tec,
Kel-Tec
Shoot
you
in
your
stomach
make
this
shit
hard
to
digest
Rockstar,
listening
Jimi
Hendrix
in
the
projects,
yeah
I'ma
turn
a
nigga
block
to
an
art
project
Picasso,
I
paint
that,
where
the
fuck
is
the
bank
at?
Army
sergeant,
no
rank,
yeah
1 Make Believe
2 Rider
3 She's the One
4 Won't Let Go
5 10 Feet
6 ON GOD
7 The Bees Knees
8 Out My Way
9 Desire
10 Ring Ring
11 Empty
12 Who Shot Cupid?
13 Syphilis
14 Feeling
15 Flaws and Sins
16 Robbery
17 Big
18 Hear Me Calling
19 Fast
20 Demonz (Interlude)
21 HeMotions
22 Maze
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