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juice wrld – off the rip (ft. quandale dingle) lyrics

[intro]
boy
i just told richie we rich

[chorus: juice wrld]
huh, off the rip (off the rip)
i gamble with my life, i’m cashin’ in my chips (in my chips)
i’ll put a .30 or a .50 in the clip (in the clip)
so that’s a d+ck or a titty on that b+tch, huh, yeah (titty on that b+tch)
lately, i’ve been gettin’ rich (gettin’ rich)
i don’t forgive but i sure know how to forget (i sure know how to forget, i sure know how to forget)
yeah, i know life is such a b+tch (i know life is such a b+tch)
but that b+tch bad and that b+tch rich (b+tch rich), yeah
[verse 1: juice wrld]
see, this ap cost your rent
i pull up in that murciélago with the tints
i’m camping on these n+ggas, a sniper in a tent
uh, crash into your b+tch, i left a dent, uh
like mike in that b+tch, i ball like cambridge, uh
juice is for big girls, trix are for kids, uh
all baguettes like robocop is on my wrist, uh
i told her fetch and watch her throw around my d+ck, uh
i’m a big dog, fee+fi+fo+fum
it’s balenci’ on my right and my left toe
shawty do too much of the yayo, got a red nose
shaquille o’neal, when i’m in the paint, i throw a elbow (d+mn)

[chorus: juice wrld & quandale dingle]
huh, off the rip (off the rip)
i gamble with my life, i’m cashin’ in my chips (in my chips)
i’ll put a .30 or a .50 in the clip (in the clip)
so that’s a d+ck or a titty on that b+tch, huh, yeah (titty on that b+tch)
lately, i’ve been gettin’ rich (gettin’ rich)
i don’t forgive but i sure know how to forget (goofy ahh uncle productions, i sure know how to forget, i sure know how to forget)
yeah, i know life is such a b+tch (i know life is such a b+tch)
but that b+tch bad and that b+tch rich (b+tch rich), yeah (phew, dingle, yeah)

[verse 2: quandale dingle]
bad little b+tch
back and forth on my d+ck, like a park swing
i’m the sh+t, i’m sharting
smoking on that zaza, and it smells like someone’s farting
i’m finna get in the ring
not talking marriage, i’m talking boxing
i’m finna up the pistol
finna reload it, get to c+cking
i’m finna c+ck your b+tch, call me a rooster
stickin’ my c+ck in her cooter
i’m finna do her
finna pull out my maneuvers
pull out the phillips, and screw her
she gonna ride my d+ck like a uber
where the f+ck are your b+tches? thats a mystery, scooby dooby dooby dooby doober
uh, pop a perc like an opp
b+tches see me and their heart drops
you can’t think that i’m a cop, cause’ it’s illegal to be harder than a c+ck
b+tches calling me the rock, cause’ i’m always pulling out my johnson
i’m calling her thanos, cause’ she always got her motherf+cking hands on my gauntlet
stop f+cking watching
stop worrying about how much cash is in my wallet
finna upload the pistol
imma get the bullets then imma go install it
pushing dingle
gotta get to the chips like pringle
i’m finna find your mom then mingle
i’m finna pull out my d+ck then make her tingle
i’m so fly, tinker bell
but i’m not a fairy, i am a wizard
they callin’ me harry
she callin’ me scary, cause’ i potter in her place
they callin’ me barry
i’m out, n+gga
[chorus: juice wrld]
boy
huh, off the rip (off the rip)
i gamble with my life, i’m cashin’ in my chips (in my chips)
i’ll put a .30 or a .50 in the clip (in the clip)
so that’s a d+ck or a titty on that b+tch, huh, yeah (titty on that b+tch)
lately, i’ve been gettin’ rich (gettin’ rich)
i don’t forgive but i sure know how to forget (i sure know how to forget, i sure know how to forget)
yeah, i know life is such a b+tch (i know life is such a b+tch)
but that b+tch bad and that b+tch rich (b+tch rich), yeah

[outro: quandale dingle]
goofy ahh uncle productions

- juice wrld lyrics

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