Feat. Juice WRLD & Trippie Redd
Internet Money, bitch. Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Feat. Juice WRLD & Trippie Redd
Internet Money, bitch. Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
Fuck with my shooters, they in the back with me
[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that shit been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that pussy, baby, that mac and cheese
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I cannot show these bitches no sympathy
Or these niggas, they simps and they hella bitch to me
I was just fortunate, got the remedy
Fuck that bitch and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Juice WRLD]
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
Fuck with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
You picked that knife up and you stabbin' me
Wish it was a paper cut, but it's a gash, I bleed out
And the way you keep harassin' me
It's a shame this the way that it has to be, oh
Uh, yeah, time is of the essence
You know damn well you bring hell, I should call a reverend
Devil horns on a angel, still haven't learned my lesson (Uh)
We're a mess and our life's a wreck (Hey)
Toxic, toxic, toxic
The most beautiful things grow old and start rottin'
I should've turned away when I found out you were demonic
Let's be honest, you're the devil's daughter
Say hey to your father, uh, he owe me twenty dollars
We gon' run through hell with like twenty-hundred choppers
We gon' give 'em hell and I put that on my mama
Me and Trippie Redd boolin' back in the Bahamas
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
Fuck with my shooters, they in the back with me
[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that shit been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that pussy, baby, that mac and cheese
[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Gang, gang, gang
Probably fuckin' your mama
Three K on my wrist like André
Servin' like entrée
Ha, huh, you dig? You dig? You dig?
Feat. Sok WRLD & Trippie Redd
Internet Novac, kučko. Hahahaha, Nick, ti si glup
Beba, dolaze i imaju blast sa mnom
Učiniti sve što kažem kao tvoj veličanstvo
Zajebavati s bande i to biti tragedija
Zajebavati s mojim strijelaca, oni u sa mnom
[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Fuck me baby, dođi ovu torbu sa mnom
Bio sam na trenutak, ta sranja me vukao
Žudnja svoju ljubav, to sam ja srce napada
Tryna dobiti u tom maca, dušo, da makarone sa sirom
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Ne mogu da pokažem ove kuje nema simpatija
Ili ove crnje, oni Simps i oni Hella kučko mene
Samo sam sreće, dobio je lijek
Jebeš to kuja i onda dip, moram ih čipova dobiti, da
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Juice WRLD]
Beba, dolaze i imaju blast sa mnom
Učiniti sve što kažem kao tvoj veličanstvo
Zajebavati s bande i to biti tragedija
Zajebavati s mojim strijelaca, oni u sa mnom (Uh)
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
izabrali ste taj nož i vi se zabadaju u mene
Bih da je papir rez, ali to je rana, ja iskrvari
I način na koji drži harassin me
Sramota je to način na koji to mora biti, oh
Uh, da, vrijeme je suština
Znate dobro da bi pakao, trebalo bi pozvati velečasni
Devil rogove na anđela, još uvijek nisu naučili lekciju (Uh)
Mi smo nered i naš život je olupina (Hey)
Toksične, toksične, toksične
Najljepše stvari ostariti i početi trunuo
Trebao sam se okrenuo kad sam saznala da si demonski
Budimo iskreni, ti si đavo kćerka
Pozdravim sa svojim ocem, uh, on mi duguje dvadeset dolara
Mi gon 'prolaze kroz pakao sa poput 20-100 helikoptera
Mi gon 'im pakao i stavio da je moja mama
Ja i Trippie Redd boolin nazad na Bahamima
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Beba, dolaze i imaju blast sa mnom
Učiniti sve što kažem kao tvoj veličanstvo
Zajebavati s bande i to biti tragedija
Zajebavati s mojim strijelaca, oni u sa mnom
[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Fuck me baby, dođi ovu torbu sa mnom
Bio sam na trenutak, ta sranja me vukao
Žudnja svoju ljubav, to sam ja srce napada
Tryna dobiti u tom maca, dušo, da makarone sa sirom
[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Gang, bando, bando
Vjerovatno jebeno tvoja mama
Tri K na zglob poput André
SERVIN 'kao entrée
Ha, ha, kontaš? Kopaš? Kopaš?