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[Juice WRLD]
(808 Mafia!)
Uh, uh-uh, uh (Southside on the track!)
Uh
We'll turn his wife to a widow
Them Glizzies in, we got more pumps than Citgo
Angels talking to me, trying to catch every signal
Rain pouring hard, in this life it never drizzle
Lot of nigga's bitches, that ain't something that I didn't know
VVS's in the Patek make my wrist glow
Stretch him, if it's static, bet I'll clap him with this pistol
Pull up, windows tinted, never ridin' in no fish bowl
(808 Mafia!)
Uh, uh-uh, uh (Southside on the track!)
Uh
We'll turn his wife to a widow
Them Glizzies in, we got more pumps than Citgo
Angels talking to me, trying to catch every signal
Rain pouring hard, in this life it never drizzle
Lot of nigga's bitches, that ain't something that I didn't know
VVS's in the Patek make my wrist glow
Stretch him, if it's static, bet I'll clap him with this pistol
Pull up, windows tinted, never ridin' in no fish bowl
Went from ounces to selling bowls
Backends, just left the road
I'm the one they counted out but ain't never fold
Dollar signs on my schedule
Got secrets I never told
Dealing with the reaper, like who next? You'll never know
Don't practice what he preach, lost my respect, had to let him go
I got it out the mud, that nigga probably sell his soul
Plenty times it was time to ride and you never rode
If we don't escape from this environment we'll never grow
Time and time again, lot of sins, thuggin' with my friends
Now I ride a Benz, hoppin' in, shoes cost your rent
Money talk, we got a lot to spend, opps can't comprehend
Mappin' heads, we pick a block to bend
Face shot rock his chin off
We'll turn his wife to a widow
Them Glizzies in, we got more pumps than Citgo
Angels talking to me, trying to catch every signal
Rain pouring hard, in this life it never drizzle
Lot of nigga's bitches, that ain't something that I didn't know
VVS's in the Patek make my wrist glow
Stretch him, if it's static, bet I'll clap him with this pistol
Pull up, windows tinted, never ridin' in no fish bowl
Money talk, we got a lot to spend, opps can't comprehend
Mappin' heads, we pick a block to bend
Face shot rock his chin off
We'll turn his wife to a widow
Them Glizzies in, we got more pumps than Citgo
Angels talking to me, trying to catch every signal
Rain pouring hard, in this life it never drizzle
Lot of nigga's bitches, that ain't something that I didn't know
VVS's in the Patek make my wrist glow
Stretch him, if it's static, bet I'll clap him with this pistol
Pull up, windows tinted, never ridin' in no fish bowl
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