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juice wrld – for the team lyrics

[intro: lil yachty]
yep, yep, yep

[chorus: lil yachty]
i’m jack with a bean (uh)
all my diamonds gleam (uh)
everything that i do, i do for my team (gang)
walkin’ ’round with a glock and it got a beam (uh)
hunnid thousand dollars stuffed inside a n-gga jeans (uh)
b-tch i’m rich, b-tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (ooh)
b-tch i’m rich, b-tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (yep)
i’m that n-gga all these new n-ggas wanna be (uh)
and i won’t stop ’til i’m dead at a murder scene (let’s go)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
they can’t k!ll me, i’m invicible (b-tch i won’t die)
f-ck my school and f-ck my princ-p-l (they can all die)
i ain’t ever get to principles (no)
but thanks to travis i still got the antidote, yeah
i’m gon’ crash the rental (skrt), codeine in my minute maid (lean)
diamonds on my dental (yeah), b-tch i feel like flava flav (lean)
i don’t use a pen (yeah), this sh-t comin’ off the brain (lean)
b-tch i need your mental (yeah), b-tch i need that super brain
tell me what you into (yeah), hit me with your info (yeah)
i’ma f-ck you, leave, maybe leave a voice memo (hey, hey, yeah)
i may drop your name on my favorite instrumental (hey, hey, ya dig?)
i may blow you up like a pop with some mentos (hey, hey, yeah)

[verse 2: lil yachty]
i got six whips (uh), i might buy out phipps (uh)
drop my b-lls in yo’ b-tch call it “chips and dip”
and i like the lamb’ and the la ferrari (yeah, skrt)
i’ll eat mickey d’s before calamari
don’t invite me to your party ’cause i’ll have to p-ss (p-ss)
160 on the e-way, i’m about to crash (crash)
oh my god can i f-ck first before you dash? (dash)
b-tch was ugly but she still had a big ol’ -ss (let’s go)
big guns on me no paintball (hoo)
send a b-tch home no
watch on my wrist more wet than a waterfall (hoo)
d-ck a b-tch down then i don’t call
real sc-mbag, real sc-mbag, uh
love her, no, she’s a comeback, uh
these new n-ggas my sons that’s facts
these n-ggas lurkin’ ain’t try’na play dad, oh

[chorus: lil yachty]
i’m jack with a bean (oh-oh, uh)
all my diamonds gleam (uh)
everything that i do, i do for my team (gang)
walkin’ ’round with a glock and it got a beam (uh)
hunnid thousand dollars stuffed inside a n-gga jeans (uh)
b-tch i’m rich, b-tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (ooh)
b-tch i’m rich, b-tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (yep)
i’m that n-gga all these new n-ggas wanna be (uh)
and i won’t stop ’til i’m dead at a murder scene (let’s go)

- juice wrld lyrics

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