juice wrld – scarface (london)* lyrics
[intro]
(808 mafia)
(atl jacob)
[chorus: juice wrld]
i’m in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this comin’ when i was out there movin’ packs
i was down bad on my ass, n+gga, that’s a fact
slam thirty slugs in that mac, pray i make it back
i’m al pacino, scarface, kilos in the walls and my trap
f+ck n+gga, shut your trap, ‘fore we put you on the map
i’m up in reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race, we first place, all them opps, we overlapped
[verse 1: gunna]
i od ‘fore i relapse
international gunna, i been all across the map
she love my persona, ain’t no cap in none of my raps
i’m in london, and these b+tches lookin’ at me like i’m the snack
slatt, slatt, all i yell is slatt
we smokin’ all these cookies, go order another batch
wе lit, p+ssies some rookies, ain’t n0body can match
don’t throw no monеy in tootsie’s, i don’t know how to act
we want another rematch, my slime ain’t givin’ it back
you play, we gonna attack, it’s best for you to relax
young thugger give me the word, man, i swear you’re gonna get wet
i’m shootin’ like julius erving, you know your sh+t get splat
splat, splat, know your sh+t get splat
free my brother in prison, i just bought him another jag’
we all get twenty+four hours, ain’t no need for you to be mad
it’s rainin’ bullets like shower, ain’t no goin’ out sad
[chorus: juice wrld]
i’m in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this comin’ when i was out there movin’ packs
i was down bad on my ass, n+gga, that’s a fact
slam thirty slugs in that mac, pray i make it back
i’m al pacino, scarface, kilos in the walls and my trap
f+ck n+gga, shut your trap, ‘fore we put you on the map
i’m up in reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race, we first place, all them opps we overlapped
[verse 2: juice wrld]
yeah, cash never runnin’ out, time to bring the tommies out
pills make my tummy shout, used to sell them by the playground
i ain’t with the f+ck around, baby, i don’t f+ck around
.50+kal hit his brow, i let off a couple rounds
look at me now like chris brown, sold+out shows, jump in the crowd
love my girl, she hold me down, i love my forty, it be holdin’ me down
percocet, it controllin’ me now, i take a couple of thirties, then, “wow”
do it ’cause my dad was wild, far from a pastor child
rockin’ the owens and it was rick, you see all this sh+t i did
not just ’cause i imagined it, actually worked for it
now i’m up in london, yeah, chillin’ on the forbes
pills in my stomach, yeah
ain’t no lil’ boy, i ain’t scared of nothin’
so, i’m at your head like concussion
me and gunna finna wet out at the function
smokin’ that n+gga like a pack of rice
percocets got me like a zombie, i need a pack a punch
uh, watch me roadrun, leavin’ these n+ggas in the dust
[chorus: juice wrld]
i’m in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this comin’ when i was out there movin’ packs
i was down bad on my ass, n+gga, that’s a fact
slam thirty slugs in that mac, pray i make it back
i’m al pacino, scarface, kilos in the walls and my trap
f+ck n+gga, shut your trap, ‘fore we put you on the map
i’m up in reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race, we first place, all them opps we overlapped
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