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Barz
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Juice WRLD
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Ah, look I got my family in the booth with me Man, it's Peter, Frank, Tiko, Jamie, Brandon, my n***a Zay, you feel me? Haha Man, I'm just a young fly n***a But, this for the people people who say I can't rap, like I got them bars, uh Now these xans got me tweakin' f**k it, I'ma pop a few more and get to sleepin' Hoes on my d**k, got her wet, shorty leakin' I'ma f**k her on the weekend while I'm listenin' to Weeknd Damn, I'm swimmin' through this money, on the deep end You run up on me, that's okay, you drownin' on the deep end That four-five hit 'em, make his head fall apart Boy, your girl givin' brain, but that b*t*h never smart I finessеd her, life is just a blessing Got my hand totеd on that f**kin' Smith and Wesson If I catch him, I'ma kill him and teach his ass a lesson I shoot a motherf**ker if I ever feel threatened So I never feel threatened, and then the pain lessens I'ma pop drugs, they my teachers, that's the lesson Mix 'em with the water, make 'em disappear Magic trick, Harry Potter when a n***a reappear In the kitchen, water whippin', can you relate, n***a? Are you early to the party? Are you late, n***a? Run up on me, that's okay, you get baked, n***a I get to cookin' motherf**kers, soufflé, n***a I got the beats on this beat, Dr. Dre, n***a In the club drunk, that's that f**kin' Alize, n***a Shout out to Zay, n***a, we some alcoholics We some ball-a-holics, I'ma ball until I die Ball until I'm fallin', I should be signed to Spalding n***as talkin' stupid 'til I run in his apartment I been selling drugs like they ship to what department? Store n***as talkin' sh*t 'til I run up and kill them More, make a body flip like parkour Then again I'm tryna f**k the world, no hard porn n***as talkin' that sh*t 'til a body get torn apart Damn right, I'm that man, please don't get me started Kickin' b*t*hes out the crib, they compare me to Martin I may pull up in that Aston and mixed with the Martin n***as talkin' hella sh*t 'til I run up and spark 'em Iron on my hip, they compare me to Tony Stark 'Cause I'm Tony Stark and back to the books They say I'm Noah's Ark and the Rosa Park and damn right n***as know I'm goin' crazy, do this sh*t all night Motherf**kers talkin' stupid, boy fly, long flight 'Cause I swear I'm fly forever Yeah, I swear I'm fly forever Wrist so cold, it could change the weather I hope you're prepared for a blizzy summer Look, uh Now I'ma let the glizzy shoot I don't give a f**k what a pu**y n***a do Run up on me, I'ma hang him, somebody hand me the noose I am sick of all this truce, I want the war, f**k a truce Superman up in this booth, I don't even need a cape I'm just tryna f**k the world, they accusin' me of rape Run up on me, I'ma kill 'em, put the pistol to your face I ain't talkin' 'bout a pencil but I leave his ass erased, okay I'm coolin' with my guys more that usual n***as talkin' stupid but I'll mix you like a Rubix cube I'm smart with this rap sh*t and you a dumb n***a Shoot you in your chest a few times, I'm a numb n***a, uh Yeah, this sh*t is painless, umbrella for the club, I'm on that rain sh*t Window pain sh*t, out the crib Martin Payne sh*t b*t*hes painless, run up on you with that TEC, b*t*h I'm in a tank like Master Pete Picasso on the track, I'ma spit a master piece I'ma slave, so hold on, would a master please Come and take these gold diamond chains off of me? Huh
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