Album Name

Legends Never Die

Artist

Juice WRLD

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.07.10

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Ah
Damn I tried to stop oh
Baby 808 Mafia baby Baby
baby Baby babe
You literally are my everything
Baby Gezin
Hah Baby
Baby I been on the run Yeah
But I would never run
from your love Yeah uh-uh
If you feel on my dick
there's a gun Yeah uh-huh
Not right there
just a little above
I value my relationship
it's forever
But I've been cheatin'
on the drugs Yeah
Broke up with codeine
need a new plug Yeah
Hit up Hot Rod pints
I need two of 'em Yeah uh-huh
Huh Drinkin' lean huh
Yeah yeah yeah
Put Biscotti in my lungs
I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me I don't talk
I just up the beam Ba-ba-bow
Huh let my gun bust a nut
then leave Yeah
I ain't leave a clue
on the scene Uh-uh
Close range so I got blood
on my jeans Uh
Saints Row cup
ain't no red in my lean Uh-uh
Bankrolled up I been swimmin'
in green Uh-huh
Still the blue face king
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Benjamin Franklin come dirty
and clean Let's go
I know my haters hate
to see me succeed
If they get the chance
they'll end up murderin' me
Uh-huh
That shit got me laughin' haha
Kel-Tec get to rappin'
grrah grrah Bow
Fuck nigga I'm your father
Don't matter if you older
They say age is just a number
If that's the case I'm way older
Than who These niggas Uh-huh
And these bitches that think
that they get it Uh-huh
For a backstage pass
she'll suck the dick Uh-huh
Bitch I got a bitch
better get you a ticket Uh-huh
Walk through the night
with my gun like a creep
On my shirt Maison Martin
my shoes double-C
I don't know
what it's gonna take you
to believe
I ain't goin' nowhere
I ain't gon' leave you
Ayy ayy ayy
I ain't goin' nowhere
I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me
apologies for my fuckery
Baby I been on the run
But I would never run
from your love
If you feel on my dick
there's a gun
Not right there
just a little above
I value my relationship
it's forever
But I've been cheatin'
on the drugs Yeah
Broke up with codeine
need a new plug Yeah
Hit up Hot Rod pints
I need two of 'em Yeah
Huh Drinkin' lean huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs
I'm smokin' green huh
Chopper on me I don't talk
I just up the beam
Huh let my gun bust a nut
then leave Yeah
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range
so I got blood on my jeans