Correction Lyrics Let It Bust (Everlasting) by Juice WRLD

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Packin', .40 on my hip, never lackin'
I could f**k his b*t*h from the back end, get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah, yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah, yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah, yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah, yeah

Rockin' them shows with the Remy in my hand, mm
Percocets 'cause I ain't f**kin' with no Xans, mm
No advance, just them millions in my hand, mm
Count it up, ooh, rubber band it
n***as stealin' flows, stupid bandit
Too much sauce, you get lost, you can't handle it
I love mixing up narcotics in my Cannabis
Remember them days, I was broke, ain't have a pot to p*ss in
Now, a n***a stay winning, sack chase
Pull up like skrrt, drag race
Lil' b*t*h, you move too slow, I'm fast-paced (Skrrt)

Leanin' got me slow, overdose
Molly and the Hennessy, catch the holy ghost
.40 for my enemies, I'm gon' do the most
I got a lot of frenemies, they gon' do the most
'Cause they know I'm on top, top from they thot
Pull up in the drop, b*t*h in my drop
Run up, you get popped, phew, huh, from the Glock, huh
Knock 'em out the park, b*t*h, Sandlot
Bankrolls with the blue face on fleek
That's yo' girl, why she on me?
YSL with the Murakami on me
On fleek, you ain't gettin' money then we don't speak-eak

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