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FREESTYLE (Live des studios de GENERATIONS)
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Juice WRLD
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Uh uh, yeah yeah yeah Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh Mhm, aight, look, uh Uh Gettin' to the millions I just need a mansion with a white b*t*h, some children Prolly invest in a bunch of abandoned buildings I'ma abandon these n***as, I pull op chopper on me And I got this sh*t out the trenches n***a my flow relentless, look at the way I kick it I'm snipping it just like scissors You can't f**k with it, I'm unf**kwithable Feeling like I'm Cudi, getting more Cudi, then get Cudi My cash in, uh, I go nuts like cashews in a Benz, uh A bad b*t*h, she come through with her friends, uh That's just how it started, wait until it ends, uh Life ain't ever over, life will nеver end, uh n***as think it's f**ked, thеy really just pretend, uh I don't really got no time for pretenders, I don't really got no time for contenders, mhm Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, it ain't safe Uh, ayy, uh, uh, ayy, uh, uh Mastered this rap sh*t for real Whater whippin' in the kitchen with that trap sh*t for real, uh n***as fake, they with that act sh*t for real But this is real life, I ain't with that cap sh*t for real, uh My flow is so intricate, Niñas they be intimate Look at the way I'm killin' it, they can't compete Ayy, uh, I'ma f**k another b*t*h, I'ma f**k another b*t*h, [?] Spazzing on they ass on a daily b*t*h I ball like a rocket, I feel like Tracy McGrady, uh Shaking sh*t like Haiti, f**k n***a you cannot play me, uh b*t*hes f**k you paid me, I pull up spraying that can, uh Chopper in the trunk, I pop it, just like she pop it Run up on me, poppin' at your noggin Running outta options, told you, you don't really want no problems Roll with them goblins, feel like a god, I guess I need a goddess I'm being honest, uh My flow go so cray though, uh You get whopped like a baby in a cradle, uh Big ass Glock, I'ma hold it by the handle, uh, get dismantled Chopper hit your brains like eggs gettin' scrambled, uh Uh, uh, yeah, uh, word play for real With the action, I ain't talking about the verb play for real, uh Chopper shootin', just like Larry Bird in the field, uh Every day is different when I take another pill, uh Molly in the party got me feelin' me n***as really try takin' my energy, uh Clip hold a hundred like a centipede, uh Real n***a, when I'm uppin' in your vicinity, uh Duffin' Clinton money like I'm hillary Get to spittin' like a pastor, ain't no ministry Uh, uh, I'ma play it like a [?] Uh, uh, uh, I'ma f**k her in a minute, ehh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Cook that sh*t up, quay Uh, shufflin' na-na-na-na-na, on go Wake up, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, oh Wake up in the morning put my d**k in another hoe, uh I ain't f**king your b*t*h, I'm f**king your mother, bro, uh Balling super hard, I'm in another league, uh n***as tweakin', leakin', they can't f**k with me I leave 'em leakin', chopper on me with the defense, uh Leave 'em in the past tense Then it's gettin' back to the cashin', uh Pull up in the Aston, everyday b*t*h I'm cashin' Everyday b*t*h I'm cashin', everyday b*t*h I'm cashin' She calls me a will-be, but you're a has-been b*t*h I been dead, money I spent that Yo' block I been dead You fake as hell you pretend that You started the sh*t, I'm gon' end that I'ma get back on track, yeah, I'ma get back on track Bad b*t*h, I'ma get back on that Bad b*t*h, I'ma hit it from the back, woah I'ma hit it from the back, I'ma hit it from the back, I'ma count up a stack, woah I just spent 10k when I walk up the sacks, money all on my lap, oh Make 'em run like a lap, you don't know how to act Get shot in the back, oh I'm not a snake, I kill the snakes, I'm not a fake I don't f**k with fakes You ain't gettin' money, the f**k out my face I'm eatin' so good, I had to stop and go and get another plate, uh Woke up, put my d**k inside another hoe, uh I ain't tryna f**k your b*t*h, I'ma f**k your mother, bro, uh Chopper on me and it's singin' like a Glee show, uh Bape up on my cape, but no I'm not a hero VVSs on me and it's cold like subzero Money like Robert de Niro, you will get jacked like Sparrow Won't let her see tomorrow, put you out your sorrow Got some blood, sweat and tears, bullets you could borrow Hey, hey, hey, mhm, uh, oh I'm not trying to f**k your b*t*h, I'ma f**k your mother, oh Wake up, put my d**k inside another hoe I ain't trying to f**k your b*t*h, I'ma f**k your mother, hoe, oh Mhm-mh, mh-mhm Ah, mhm, like Lenny Kravitz, like Lenny, aight, uh Like Lenny Kravitz, like Lenny Kravitz, uh Rock like Lenny Kravitz, no Lenny Kravitz, uh Rock like Lenny Kravitz, no Lenny Kravitz, uh Rock like Lenny Kravitz, no Lenny Kravitz, uh, yeah I'm in the studio making these hits, they can't take that away from me I got a gun, it's stale dummy Wrap this sh*t up, feel like a mummy Bad lil' b*t*h, put my d**k in her tummy Givenchy on me, I don't wear Abercrombie, uh Try me if you want, that chopper kill you, now you a zombie, uh Woke up fresh as f**k, she down to f**k, she down to go Balling hard, I'm in the fourth, I shoot my shot like Derrick Rose Matter fact, I feel like Shaquille, I'm in the fourth, I'm throwing bows n***a talk sh*t, that chopper make him dance like a battle arena, oh All I know is get the cash, they playing catch up, while I do the dash These n***as ain't no sh*t, they need to catch up, 'cause I'm on their ass That chopper hit your face, f**k your face up, yeah, on the gang These n***as talking stupid, they cannot face us They can't face us, they try to erase us Yo' b*t*h is my favourite, that b*t*h is a taster Shock sh*t like a taser, in the cut with a laser That b*t*h a eater, she an alligator Making alligations, shaking sh*t like the Hatians If you ain't talking about money and cash, then b*t*h what the f**k is you saying? I dyed my hair blonde and turn up on 'em super saiyan I'll leave his face on the pavement, oh, I'll leave his face on the pavement, oh, I'll leave his face on the pavement That's just brazy, yeah I'ma f**k that b*t*h to move on to her best friend, uh I'ma hit it from the back, I'm in intestines, uh Mic check, mic check, hold my d**k, testin', uh, ayy Let my nuts hang, rich n***a sh*t, uh I just may go ahead and take a rich n***a b*t*h, uh I'm just feelin' rich on some rich n***a sh*t, uh Tattletale lil' n***as on that snitch n***a sh*t, uh I can rap, anyway, anytime, anyday Balling out, Kobe Bryant, Lebron James with the fadeaway Either way, I'ma make a play Either way, off the molly in the bedroom Lil' shawty gon' be going gay Either way, either way Uh-huh, uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh, uh Uh, yeah, I say, I say, I say, I'm finna, mhm, mhm, mhm, aight, uh I'm finna preach to the masters I'm feelin' like I'm a pastor And I make, mhm, laughing I feel like I'm a pastor I'm gon' preach to the masters I feel like I'm a pastor I'm gon' preach to the masters, uh I'm gon' spazz on a daily, uh, ball like Tracy McGrady, uh Talk that sh*t don't know me, uh Chopper on me be slayin', uh On the ground where a f**k n***a layin', uh [?], super no saiyan, uh, yeah That's what I'm saying, uh, ayy, ya dig what I'm saying?, uh, uh I'm getting top from your b*t*h, she came from the islands I don't even know her name Life is a picture, but I don't really give no f**k Get the f**k out my frame Pull up on him, that chopper make him duck I'm gon' let it bang Chopper get to speaking up in tongues, it'll forget your name, uh, ayy The leader n***a, uh, skeet and delete his b*t*h, uh I just keep balling out, uh, everyday I'ma switch, ayy I f**k your b*t*h reminisce, uh, that b*t*h never get the gist, uh R. Kelly on her I p*ss, uh, R. Kelly on her I p*ss, uh Young rich and ignorant, don't give a f**k about sh*t, these n***as been tweakin', uh Young rich and ignorant, mhm, mhm, mhm, hold up, hold on, hold on, hold on, look, ayy I'm for real b*t*h, I'm off of the pills b*t*h Give a f**k how you feel, I'm tryna get real rich I'm for real b*t*h, I'm off of the pills b*t*h Give a f**k how you feel, I'm tryna get real rich I'll make a whole in this b*t*h, uh Smoke it up, chi cheng chong in this b*t*h, uh .40 beat the chest, King Kong in this b*t*h, uh Skate on 'em, day one song in this b*t*h, uh I'm the best, I'm the best, ain't nobody better Bill Cosby with the sh*t, molly with the sweater I ain't showin' no effort, showin' no effort Leave a new beretta for the bad weather I'm from Chicago where it get crackin', it get brackin' And no lack and all that We talkin' stupid, cool, it's gon' get crackin' Gun blastin' and hit you in your ball cap Get your skull cracked, how you like that?, huh Where the f**k your b*t*h? Where your wife at? I'ma hit that, damn it, I'ma pipe that Yachty with the sh*t, I'ma f**king one night that, huh Ran the train, got her on the right track She in the kitchen, whippin' up the right crack Yo' mama like that, yeah, she like that She on my trap phone, giving me some feedback Lookin' at the streets, damn, I gotta feed that Lookin' at the pill bottle, I'ma relapse Lookin' at the bed, think I need to relax I remember flexin' on 'em like gym class My flow go too crazy, no though I pose like, damn, this is a photo She on my d**k, hoppin' like [?], no Pogo Woah, woah, Pollo El Loco, haha Rap flowin', nah, Raf Simmons Bad b*t*h foreign, I love women I love tourin', I love money, I love Jordans I love Gucci, I love Fendi, Prada I could prolly go and f**k your daughter, uh Ain't no worries, Hakuna Matata Chopper on me, it solved my problems Man I swear, my flow to cool I'm prolly shining like, ooh-ooh I'm prolly shining like some new jewels Don't give a f**k, prolly go shoot up the youth group Evil than the b*t*h, that's me dude Outer space, coolin' like Greedo My money be greener than Cee-Lo Hit the b*t*h like a keyboard, c-note Ayy, no, hit the b*t*h like, mhm, mhm, c-note Hit the b*t*h like a keyboard, c-note Hit the b*t*h like a keyboard, c-note Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh I don't ever think I'm running out of flows Same way that I ain't ever running out of hoes Try me if you want, the chopper on me it'll blow Promise it'll give you a kiss like mistletoe Shoot one time you get hit, ain't missing those f**k a b*t*h, then she gotta go get misthos This misthos, I pull up in a two-door, uh, uh Slamming sh*t just like Sumo, uh-huh I'm on top of my game, you know it Got away with words, b*t*h I'm feeling like a poet Run up, that's okay, the chopper on me I'ma blow it And I'm feeling like a superhero, feeling too heroic With the cape on, uh, with the cape on Hash in the pink, gotta get the vape on Uh, uh-uh, ayy-oh, keep a jewel, like damn, who you vape on Smoke good gas, backwoods, roll that Where the f**k your hoe at? I'ma go toe tac Get back, chopper spit crack Designer on me, mismatch, did you get that?, uh Know you can't afford that, can't afford that These n***as is my sons, forgot to abort that You talking stupid, chopper hit you, tilt your face back I promise you'll put a bullet in your wade cap I'll spray it, motherf**ker, I ain't talking maze man I'm a addict, in the attic, serving in the basement You got a problem with me? cool, we could address it I'll send you that address, send you up to heaven These n***as want beef, I'ma give him seconds Smith & Weston, that's my f**king preference Your b*t*h on my line, getting her peace to heaven I had to come back for this life in seconds I'm feeling like the best man, but I'm married to the money There a n***a, try to run up and take it from me There a n***a, try to run up and take it from me There a n***a, try to run up and take it from me Uh
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