juice wrld – orlando lyrics
alright look , off the xans i just woke up in orlando . i got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your b+tch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando . imma shoot a movie like i’m clooney tooning on these n+ggas like im looney n+ggas talking stupid , tell em to sue me im getting money – hold on , what are you doin ? im on top of my game , life is a picture , got glock in the frame run up imma hit you – not with the lame sh+t im gonna lane switch , all girls the same – apesh+t , treat my main hoe like my mistress , tony hawk i up that glock hе hit that kickflip im catching feelings , i remember catching casеs rap simmons baby these ain’t no k – swiss heat em up , eat em up , wanna fight ? beat em up who are you ? who is us ? im the sh+t , b+tch whats up ? off the xans i just woke up in orlando i got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your b+tch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando like hi , not that type of guy , maybe one day i can fly in the sky n+ggas fake as h+ll in disguise , run up catch some sh+lls go to h+ll imma ball super hard , john wall dunk on em like im 6 feet tall . ohhh , ohhh that’s your b+tch put my d+ck in her jaw , i just called to play – wake up thanking god for another day perky’s and henny – take it to the face , i feel super lost like i’m up in a maze but that’s okay its just another day – it’s just another day – its just another day ( lemme hear dat ) off the xans i just woke up in orlando i got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your b+tch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando ive been ballin , hit the dealership and cop me one of those whatchamacallits , all i know is that gucci and louis up in my closet , i used to wear that nike i had foamposites , ship places you ain’t ever been there 40 and a gucci bag with the birkin , never been scared brother locked up , won’t let him out like akon , imma count the money up , stack it till it dont go no more , hoe got passed around , we dont want your hoe no more gucci all on my clothes , thats what im on lil hoe kush my cologne , i dont need no cologne no more , og cookies , your b+tch wanna f+ck looky looky i met her on jersey shore snooki snooki off the xans i just woke up in orlando i got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your b+tch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando . spent a couple thousand on some sandals , just to say im going to orlando i remember i ain’t even have a cell phone , all i know is ball like my name kobe matter of fact f+ck ballin , imma start coaching brand new kid , super rich like im hendrix on that future sh+t one bullet in your medulla kid , i like the designer high fashion , imma leave you in the past tense , im running up all the racks im making that b+tch hit the back , jump on me if you afghan . imma ball super hard , john wall dunk on em like im 6 feet tall that’s your b+tch put my d+ck in her jaw
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