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juice wrld – hectic (studio session) lyrics

hectic (studio session) lyrics
[intro: juice wrld & future]
uh, it could get hectic (woah)
b+tch (b+tch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, haha)
uh, gang (wheezy outta here)

[chorus]
it could get hectic (get, yeah)
you can’t read a real n+gga, you dyslexic (you dysl+, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ooh, it could get hectic (get hectic)
shoot his house up, send his ass a message (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
ya dig? it could get hectic, uh (hectic)
can’t read me, you dyslexic, oof (yeah)
it could get hectic (uh, yeah)
shoot him in his face, send his ass a message, yeah (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pеw)

[verse 1]
yeah, huh, rockstar from the trenchеs (rockstar from the motherf+ckin’, yeah, yeah)
they can’t keep up (yeah, rock on, yeah)
hit makin’ money, makin’ motherf+cker (b+tch! what else? what else?)
that still send this sh+t up (grrah, grrah, grrah)
uh, huh, uh, no limit is the gang, best believe
don’t get sh+t f+cked up (uh)
we’ll f+ck you up (uh)
your b+tch’ll suck us up (uh)
mayweather with this left+right, pacquiao with the uppercut, woah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
huh, uh, i go cray+cray (cray+cray)
for the slimes that’s listenin’, i go bray+bray (i go bray+bray)
your lil’ b+tch tell you she straight, but she go g+y, g+y (she go g+y)
at least off the molly, she go all the way, way (all the way, way)
woah, huh, what the f+ck you say, say? (what you say, say?)
i can’t hear you, i’m too busy gettin’ paid, paid (gettin’ paid, paid)
i can’t hear you, i’m too busy gettin’ laid, laid, uh (gettin’ laid)
by your main thing (yeah), that b+tch got some good brain (yeah)
huh, ya dig?
hop in the spyder, i drive, like it got eight legs (like eight, skrrt)
that lil’ b+tch suck on my d+ck like she got eight heads (she got eight)
ride it like a motorcycle, scooter, and a moped (skrrt)
her bestfriend came through, guess what?
i got me some more head (uh)
[chorus]
it could get hectic (get, yeah)
you can’t read a real n+gga, you dyslexic (you dysl+, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ooh, it could get hectic (get hectic)
shoot his house up, send his ass a message (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
ya dig? it could get hectic, uh (hectic)
can’t read me, you dyslexic, oof (yeah)
it could get hectic (uh, yeah)
shoot him in his face, send his ass a message, yeah (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pew)

[verse 2]
i’m the type to f+ck your b+tch then leave, yeah
i’m the type to mission at complete, uh
i’m the type to skeet it then delete, uh
i’m the type to expose the make+believes, uh
i’m the truth, uh, these n+ggas lie, lie, lie
run up on me then i shoot, you gon’ die, die, die
i got some head in my coupe, yeah, it’s right, right, right
i got some head in my coupe, yeah, yeah, it’s right, right, right, uh
she f+cked on me first day, said, i’m not like other likes, uh
i broke her heart then f+cked her friend, leave her traumatized, uh
i get this cash, i count it up, i cannot lie, uh+uh
you f+ck with me? i treat you back, get crucified, yeah, yeah
you can’t catch me, shoot with both hands, righty and the lefty
bad b+tch on my testis, f+ck n+gga you cannot test me
run up, got my smith & wessi
[?] my bestie, uh
codeine in my cup, cup, uh
red or purple, pour it up, mix it up
i ain’t never give no f+ck, what?
these n+ggas sad, ’cause i’ve been bossed up
uh, got to my bag early, that’s a different story
i just took your girly, yeah surely
she gon’ come to my hotel and suck my d+ck, that’s mandatory, yeah, yeah, uh
try me if you want and get ugly
[chorus]
it could get hectic (get, yeah)
you can’t read a real n+gga, you dyslexic (you dysl+, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ooh, it could get hectic (get hectic)
shoot his house up, send his ass a message (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
ya dig? it could get hectic, uh (hectic)
can’t read me, you dyslexic, oof (yeah)
it could get hectic (uh, yeah)
shoot him in his face, send his ass a message, yeah (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pew)

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