Correction Lyrics Shotta Flow Juice WRLD (Leaked Extended Feature) by Juice WRLD

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Hold on
Run up on me then you catchin' a funeral
I scratch it off write it in Roman numerals
I f**ked that b*t*h in the back and I swear that I never loved her I just want to hit her
I f**ked that b*t*h now I'm hitting her sister
Run up on me you get spin like a twister
Told you before I don't f**k with these n***as
I got my hand on on my hand on my trigger
Imma go get 'em, she on my d**k hoppin', I'm callin' her tigger
I tell her "go figure"
She [?], I’m talkin Hilfiger
Tommy on me, I ain't talking Hilfiger
That b*t*h a gun
Run up on me, I got heat like the sun
Count up to 2 cause I am not the 1, uh
Better locked up, Akon
All my other n***as they gone
R.I.P to all they souls, condolences to all they moms, uh
That’s just how it is
I’m in the bank, makin’ it flip, talkin’ that sh*t
I hit yo b*t*h just like a lick
I’m with the sh*ts, I pass the 'Roc
Ain’t no assist, b*t*h on my c*ck
Run up on me then you get shot
I feel like Bishop , I got the Juice, back when the cut, callin’ it Pac, yuh
I’m in the cut with the nina
I’m wettin’ it up like this sh*t Aquafina
You run up on me then I’m servin’ em’ bullets like tennis balls
n***a ain’t talkin’ Serena
All of my n***as get money for real
I do money for shows, I cash out on arenas
I take yo b*t*h, f**k her
Send to the cleaners
Run up on me then I’m killin’
I swear that my hand on my nina
Don’t want no smoke
All of these n***as ain’t nothin’ but jokes
Run up on me like a like a Facebook post, lil n***a, you poked, uh

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