Correction Lyrics My own story (prod .dfk) (unreleased) by Juice WRLD

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Eh, eh, ah, yeah

Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills
That's how i live
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills

N***as gay they drop the soap they on they sus sh*t
I'm like 2Pac with the Juice, I'm on my thug sh*t
Sippin' codeine in my cup, I love that mud b*t*h
Got a bad b*t*h but she still been through the mud with it

They got me on Fader
.40 wit a laser
That b*t*h for the haters
Hatin' on the paper
I don't do the tasers
I don't do the tasers
Tell my own story, n***a I'm a narrator

Ayy, she a trife wife, why you save her? Hm
I don't got time, dealin' with these haters, uh
Choppa makе you dance, make you percolatе up, huh
She gon' suck me now, she gon' twerk it later, huh

Good kush, put it in the Backwoods
Good poles, run up it'll be no good, I know
She know my heart colder than the North Pole
So she know lovin' me is a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
I ball, lost cause, lost cause
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills
That's how i live
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills

If you want it, come and get it
I come from the trenches ayy
N***as thought that I was kiddin' till I upped that Smith & ayy
I be beatin' up the kitten when I'm f**king b*t*hes ayy
I may f**k your b*t*h, dismiss 'em, I don't even miss 'em ayy

You can smell us when we pullin' up
Always smokin' skunk, roll it up
You say you gangbang, throw it up
You don't roll with us, you don't roll with us

Superman I'm off that yoppa like a cake, n***a
Choppa on me light yo' candles, f**k yo' cake n***a
F**k that cake up, f**k that cake up n***a
F**k that b*t*h, but I won't wake up wit her

They got me on Fader
.40 wit a laser
That b*t*h for the haters
Hatin' on the paper
I don't do the tasers
I don't do the tasers
Tell my own story, n***a I'm a narrator
Ayy, she a trife wife, why you save her? Hm
I don't got time, dealin' with these haters, uh
Choppa make you dance, make you percolate up, huh
She gon' suck me now, she gon' twerk it later, huh

Rockstar, still from the streets
Miami, b*t*h I got the heat
N***as they ain't really f**kin' wit me
.40 on me, bet it's makin' 'em bleed
F**k his b*t*h, and then I'm making her leave
Pull off ride like 10 speed
Told that b*t*h to check her speed yeah

Pull up in that Regal, 45 Desert Eagle
Don't f**k wit' you people, you know that I'm lethal
Pull up in that Regal, 45 Desert Eagle
Don't f**k wit' you people, you know that I'm lethal

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