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juice wrld – mr. freeze lyrics

[intro]
808 mafia

[verse 1]
it was me, ty and freddie g, plottin’ on the green
now i’m rich, i’m rich as a b+tch, tourin’ overseas
it was me, meek mill in sb, plottin’ on the dream
now we livin’, visions vivid, i been gettin’ to the cream
uh, she ride me like an srt, but her friend ride me like a wraith
i made the bank close, when i take my savings out, they think i’m robbin’ the bank
f+ck out my face, f+ck n+gga, you fake
(oh, you play with guns?) that sh+t cliché
y’all know i keep dracos right next to my safe
keep it there to keep money and family safe
[chorus]
uh, look at me, with this music sh+t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh+t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze

[verse 2]
uh, your sh+t antifreeze, huh
got your b+tch givin’ me head, that telepathy jaw
i spent forty on chanel and louis v, ain’t even try to do it
silly me, you can’t relate, but that’s your fault
when we f+ck she scream, d+mn, they callin’ me “god”
but that isn’t me, i’m not god, i need god
you can see that easily
when i mix percs with the lean
it’s when i let the devil speak
i’m not supposed to let him speak

[chorus]
uh, look at me, with this music sh+t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh+t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze
uh, look at me, with this music sh+t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh+t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze
[freestyle]
b+tch, b+tch
i freestyle on this sh+t, then freestyle in yo’ b+tch
if you talkin’ stupid, cool, i’m finna’ go and get my stick
i feel like d wade when i shoot that three somebody come set a pick
i told yo’ b+tch get on her knees, then pray to me, then suck my d+ck
she suck my kids, she swallow my kids, she get the gist, and get the jizz
you run up on me, i handle that choppa the same way that i handle my bis+
b+tch, my name is juice wrld, i remember i was juicethekidd
death race for love is on the way, finna’ be a hit
i’m finna go platinum, platinum, platinum, platinum
then finna’ get a b+tch
i’m finna’ break yo’ little b+tch down, like i’m in the trap whippin’ up a brick
freestyle off the top, i don’t got to write
this sh+t easy as sh+t, easy as it gets, (huh)
yeah, b+tch i don’t stop (hm), all baguettes hold on, let me pull out my clock
aye, these n+ggas police on instagram showin’ glocks, then they wonder how the f+ck they dumbass got caught, (huh)
they say i sold my soul, i joined a cult
i must be doing something right, sh+t imma’ boss
for all this sh+t i’m thanking god, you already know wassup’
yo’ b+tch in the trump tower givin’ a n+gga shoulder rub, (ha)
but f+ck trump, you would get hit wit’ this pump sittin’ in my trunk
never gave a f+ck at all n+gga, you too chump
i’m too teed, it’s four in the mornin’ and these n+ggas still can’t stop me, lil ho’
lil bi+, lil bi+, lil bi+, lil bi+, lil bi+, (ha)
this funny as h+ll
i’m in berlin n+gga, it’s four in the f+ckin’ mornin’
i’m up, i’m f+ckin’ up
[chorus]
uh, look at me, with this music sh+t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh+t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze
uh, look at me, with this music sh+t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh+t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze

- juice wrld lyrics

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