paroles de chanson The Bees Knees - Juice WRLD
Let's
go,
let's
go
Chasing
the
lean
Let's
go
(okay,
okay)
Chasing
the
lean,
rotting
my
brain
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
yeah
Let's
do
it
Chasing
the
lean,
rotting
my
brain,
honestly
Drugs
the
only
thing
that's
faithful
to
me,
sorry
to
say
Groupie
hoes
wanna
come
my
way
Come
take
this
pic
and
get
out
my
face
Ran
into
my
main
thing
Come
take
this
dick
and
you
can
stay
It's
my
year,
year,
year,
codeine
sip,
no
beer
Holy
shit,
he's
the
shit,
words
from
my
peers
Don't
like
me,
you
can
suck
a
dick
That's
how
it
goes
around
here
Cowboy,
oh
yeah,
big
six
shooter
in
the
air
Drunky
You
wanna
fuck
me,
bitch,
then
fuck
me
(let's
do
it)
You
wanna
kill
me,
nigga,
then
buck
me
(let's
do
it)
These
niggas
really
want
me
dead
(c'mon)
I
don't
really
think
they
that
lucky
(c'mon)
I
told
my
bitch
I
love
her
(I
did)
I
hope
she
think
I
mean
it
(whoa)
I
wouldn't
lie
about
that
shit,
trust
me
(at
all)
I
wouldn't
lie
about
street
shit,
trust
me
(at
all)
I
wouldn't
lie
about
drug
shit,
trust
me
(oh
no)
See
that
drug
shit
hide
the
ugly
(oh
no)
And
I
ain't
never
been
ugly,
trust
me
(oh
no)
Dicked
up
in
her
brain,
concussion
(uh-huh)
We
had
a
Snoop
Dogg
discussion
(we
did)
A
sexual
eruption
(smash)
Open
up
them
legs,
I'm
hungry
Bank
account
eruptin'
(yeah)
I
need
me
a
safe
or
something
(yeah)
I'm
a
dirt
bike
riding
junkie
(c'mon)
I
don't
need
that
Wraith
for
nothing
(let's
go)
But
it's
a
Wraith
on
my
wrist
or
somethin'
(skrrt)
Hoes
wanna
rape
my
wrist
or
somethin'
(all
white)
Cops
wanna
raid
my
crib
for
nothing
(uh)
Just
'cause
we
black
that's
how
they
comin'
(fuck
12,
fuck
12,
fuck
12)
Chasing
the
lean,
rotting
my
brain,
honestly
Drugs
the
only
thing
that's
faithful
to
me,
sorry
to
say
Groupie
hoes
wanna
come
my
way
Come
take
this
pic
and
get
out
my
face
That
champagne
glass
on
my
kitchen
counter
That's
codeine
in
it,
no
Ace
of
Spades
Wait,
wait,
wait,
wait,
wait,
wait,
nigga,
wait
Nigga,
it's
a
wave,
nigga,
I'm
a
wave,
you
a
slave
To
these
chains,
forgettin'
about
the
road
our
forefathers
paved
But
hey,
who
am
I
to
talk?
I'm
AP
gang,
a
hundred
fifty
on
my
wrist,
no
case
Used
to
bein'
afraid,
uh
Coke
on
the
dinner
plate,
uh
Brand
new
China
set
for
the
house
Versace
dinner
plates,
uh
What
your
mama
tell
you
about
gettin'
involved?
You
got
you
a
gun
but
you
still
too
soft
You
ain't
gon'
shoot
that
bitch
at
all
If
I
got
it
on
me,
I'ma
let
that
bitch
off
Hot
boy,
young
Lil
Wayne
shit
You
see
the
socks
boy
Plus
I'm
a
Glock
boy,
new
clip
Huggin'
a
thot,
boy,
givin'
'em
top
where
they
brain
is
I'm
a
rockstar
lifestyle
livin'
Dirt
bike
ridin',
totin'
stainless,
I
aim
big
Bank
account
eruptin'
I
need
me
a
safe
or
something
(I
do)
I'm
a
dirt
bike
riding
junkie
(uh-huh)
I
don't
need
that
Wraith
for
nothing
(skrrt
skrrt)
But
it's
a
Wraith
on
my
wrist
or
somethin'
(wrist)
Hoes
wanna
rape
my
wrist
or
somethin'
(rape
my
wrist)
Cops
wanna
raid
my
crib
for
nothing
(raid
my
crib)
Just
'cause
we
black,
that's
how
they
comin'
(I
know
it,
yeah)
Chasing
the
lean,
rotting
my
brain,
honestly
Drugs
the
only
thing
that's
faithful
to
me,
sorry
to
say
Groupie
hoes
wanna
come
my
way
Come
take
this
pic
and
get
out
my
face
That
champagne
glass
on
my
kitchen
counter
That's
codeine
in
it,
no
Ace
of
Spades
Let
me
switch
it
up
on
y'all
fuck
niggas,
haha
Dawn
in
denial,
hey
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
whoa
Uh
(let's
go)
Double
cup
pleasure
(double)
Can
I
feel
this
way
forever?
(Forever)
It
don't
matter
how
fucked
up
I
get
off
of
the
drugs
Still
giving
my
effort,
all
my
effort
Phone
line
going
AWOL,
I'm
the
plug
now
They
act
like
my
music
is
the
new
drug
in
town
The
bees
knees
(the
bees
knees),
I
am
The
bees
knees
(the
bees
knees),
bitch,
I
am
The
bees
knees
It's
hard
for
these
hoes
to
stay
away
Now
I
got
money,
I
can't
afford
loyalty
It's
a
cold
day
in
hell,
gotta
pay
for
loyalty
To
do
what
I
do,
you
need
a
whole
team
It's
child's
play
to
me,
hey
The
bees
knees,
I
am
The
bees
knees,
I
am
OC
Never
do
coke,
no,
fuck
a
nosebleed
Bentley
white
guts,
cocaine,
no
seats
Dust
in
the
Benz,
smokin'
thrax
Countin'
up
the
racks,
bitch,
I'm
the
bees
knees
I'm
OC
Never
do
coke,
no,
fuck
a
nosebleed
Bentley
white
guts,
cocaine,
no
seats
Dust
in
the
Bentley,
smokin'
thrax
Countin'
up
these
racks,
I'm
the
bees
knees
(I
am
the
bees
knees)
Hah,
hah
Niggas
not
ready
for
this
shit,
homie
Listen
to
Juice
talk,
he
talkin'
that
talk
'Cause
you
talkin'
to
a
boss
That's
real
My
fault,
I'm
high
A
death
race
for
love
I
ain't
just
racin'
for
love
though
(no,
I'm
not)
My
heart
racin'
My
money
racin'
(facts),
my
mind
racin'
(facts)
All
black
diamonds
like
I'm
racist
(huh,
you
dig?)
"Lucid
Dreams"
still
on
your
bitch
playlist
(yes
sir)
I
took
her
and
smiled
and
you
lookin'
like,
"How
could
you
say
this?"
Timeless
music
bitch
(thank
God
for
me,
me,
me)
Smokin'
thrax,
countin'
racks
(bees
knees)
No
fuck
racks,
need
a
black
card
That's
how
I'm
gon'
show
you
I'm
hard
Yeah,
where
the
Percs
at
now?
(Talk
that
talk,
Juice,
stop
fuckin'
with
these
niggas)
I'm
a
businessman,
so
that
mean
I'm
'bout
my
business,
man
(A
businessman,
I'm
a
businessman
nigga,
a
businessman,
nigga)
ID
got
that
shit,
Hitboy
got
that
shit
(No
cap,
no
cap,
no
cap,
no
cap)
I
know
y'all
seen
them
old
videos
of
Dream
Team
Playin'
basketball
(Michael
Jordan,
Game
6,
yeah,
yeah)
We
just
ran
a
three
man
weave
The
bees
knees
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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