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juice wrld - oh my oh my lyrics

[intro]
oh my, oh my, oh my, haha
oh my, oh my
oh my, oh my

[verse 1]
now it’s back to my old flow
n+ggas talkin’ that sh+t ’til i c+ck a .44
d+mn right i keep a shorty, that’s a snub nose
have the glock sneezin’ like it got a bad cold
woah, and that’s word from the realest
n+ggas talkin’ stupid but they know i’m the trillest
run up on a n+gga, boy, i turn to the trillest
got the burner in my hand and i ain’t afraid to pull it
woah, woah, real sh+t on the mic
talkin’ that sh+t, then i’m comin’ for your life
prolly k!ll you, then put my d+ck in your wife
i might f+ck on her once, then i f+ck on her twice
real n+gga speakin’, that mean “shut the f+ck up”
four leaf clover on my glock, got it lucked up
n+ggas wanna take my life, so it’s tucked up
let a n+gga try me, i let that mac bust
real sh+t, i drill sh+t, i k!ll sh+t
i pop pills ’til i don’t feel sh+t, i’m in my prime

[chorus]
oh my, oh my, oh my, haha
you know how that go (ayy)
you know how that go (you know how that go)
you know how that go

[verse 2]
back on it, still goin’ too real
did i mention that i just popped two pills?
with your bad b+tch, tryna f+ck, gettin’ cheap thrills
in the kitchen whippin’, i got white meals
i’m tryna get a million, my wrist on a trillion
i blend in with the money like chameleons
all talkin’ stupid ’til i come through with smith &’s
stevie wonder, ’cause these n+ggas can’t see sh+t
woah, bad vision, i’m in the cut, and i am with precision
and all this sh+t that you doin’, boy, i been did it
man, free my n+gga scooby he was verdicted
and you know he still servin’ on that jail sentence
we gon’ get him out
and if a n+gga try us, we gon’ pick him off
and all these n+ggas like flies, i’ma get ’em off
and i been goin’ super hard, n+ggas cotton soft
i’m the master of this rap sh+t for real (yeah)
master of this rap sh+t for real
you’re my slave ’cause i’m the master of this rap sh+t for real

[chorus]
oh my, oh my, oh my
oh my, oh my, oh my
yeah, yeah (yeah)

[verse 3]
yeah, that’s the third verse
freestyle, f+ck around no rehe+rs+
lil wayne with the bars, i ain’t talkin’ rebirth
i’m outersp+ce getting high, i don’t touch earth
let a n+gga try me, i run up on ’em
put the gun up on ’em, that heat up on ’em
like sins up on ’em, they don’t want no problems
i told you that i’m a goblin
okay, you’re a goon, what’s a goon to a god?
i ain’t modest, b+tch, i am confident
f+ck you, this is common sense
9/11 from the way i’m bombin’ sh+t
old school with the flow that’ll f+ck you up
i’m the man, motherf+cker, they like “what the f+ck?”
juicethekidd on these beats, abusin’
i am never losin’, i catch ’em snoozin’
your b+tch on my d+ck, yeah, i caught her choosin’
beat the p+ssy up, got the kitty bruisin’
godd+mn

[outro]
she like the way i spazz on there (oh my, oh my, oh my)
all these opps, they mad
they hate they way i blast on they ass (oh my, oh my, oh my)
yeah, yeah (og my, oh my, oh my)
yeah
i got my n+ggas joyner and freddy with me, man
we all mixin’ this sh+t, we doin’ it

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