Lightyears-Juice WRLD
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Lightyears - Juice WRLD/Young Thug

Lyrics by:Nick Mira/Jarad Higgins/Jeffrey Williams

Composed by:Nick Mira/Jarad Higgins/Jeffrey Williams

Produced by:Nick Mira

I wanna do her with her friend what's good

Her friend what's good

Baby I got 'em bands on bands ***** I'm

Runnin' up them bands ***** I'm

***** big pockets lookin' big big woah

Now my pockets lookin' big

Ayy pockets lookin' big

Lookin' big

Uh

Uh

Bank account lookin' big

Forty make you dance like a jig

You in the way put a hole in your wig

Desert Eagle on me ***** the bullet hole big

I don't like revolvers they only hold six

Yeah I hang with them demons no 6-6-6

Yo' ***** swallowin' my semen

Forgettin' the meaning of self-respect

**** her face then put her on the Internet

I just been lettin' the cash grow

Run up on me die faster

I'm a real no I'm not an actor

Double cup with that red lean I'ma sip classy

Dior on my feet I feel classy

You say you love me do you mean that

I don't think so

'Cause you weren't there when I was down bad

I don't think so ***** I know so

Money by the boatload

I know why these h*es actin' nice

'Cause I'm a rich guy

Rich guy

Been on my own **** let that **** fly

**** fly

Taking trips off the Percs I be sky high

Sky high

In the sky sippin' on red lean like it's red wine red wine

Bank account lookin' big

Forty make you dance like a jig

You in the way put a hole in your wig

Desert Eagle on me ***** the bullet hole big

I don't like revolvers they only hold six

Yeah I hang with them demons no 6-6-6

Yo' ***** swallowin' my semen

Forgettin' the meaning of self-respect

**** her face then put her on the Internet

When I see diamonds my senses start twinglin'

Sex

Dawg twelve phones all of 'em ringin'

Like"Brr brr Hello do you need me"

Like"Brr brr Hell no baby beat it"

Army green F&Ns

Two of 'em

Bet a p***y won't rat again

Bet

Bank account low again

Why

'Cause I spend all my money on my friends

Hey

Where the **** your cash go

Where

How the **** your drip up to par but your cash low

Ha

How the hell you manifest from a big dawg to a tadpole

How you know that you talented and you dance for

See we went to the top from them shackles

Top

How you know in the future gon' be a*s though

Ride big Bentleys everywhere that I go

Keep the Lamborghini parked at the bank though

Park

Alright I'm lit no lie

Buyin' horses like in Salem know we mob tie aw yeah

Rich in real life I do not see you ho

Like it's midnight even in light

Bank account lookin' big

Forty make you dance like a jig

You in the way put a hole in your wig

Desert Eagle on me ***** the bullet hole big

I don't like revolvers they only hold six

Yeah I hang with them demons no 6-6-6

Yo' ***** swallowin' my semen

Forgettin' the meaning of self-respect

**** her face then put it on the Internet

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